Ohh
In West Philadelphia born and raised
On the playground where I spent most of my days
Chilling out, maxing, relaxing all good
And all shooting some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys, they were up to no good
Started making trouble in my neighborhood
I got one little fight and my mom got scared
And said: "You're moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air"
I whistled for a cab and when it came near
The license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror
If anything I can say is that cab was rare
But I though 'Man Forget it'- Yo Home to Bel Air
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