|
[*Biggie sample - in the background throughout the song:]* |
|
"19- 1970 Somethin'." |
|
[Intro:] |
|
Yeah! |
|
GGG-GGG! {"ROTTEN APPLE"... } |
|
YEAH! |
|
Uh-huh! {JULY! } |
|
Yeah! |
|
Yeahh. |
|
[Verse: ~DJ Whoo Kid~] |
|
1970 Somethin' - my momz and my popz met (yeah!) |
|
Shit was different and I ain' even drop yet. (uh!) |
|
Years past with a birth of a lil' star (yeah!) |
|
A product of the weed and a bar. (whooo!) {Whooooo! } |
|
Predicted a bad seed by far (uh-huh!) |
|
Now the kids run up and see my car. (yeah!) |
|
I can probably make it fly if I try |
|
Blowin' the lye in the sky when I'm high till I die. |
|
In the ride with a .9 on my side [gun cocks] |
|
Let my tombstone read. - I try full of pride. (pride!) |
|
I got a whole lotta dough to get (yeah!) |
|
I am a roller shit! (yeah!) - Captain I control the ship. (uh!) {Whooo! } |
|
A nigga flow like mine he stole this shit, (yeah!) |
|
He sold a few records before he noticed it. (yeah!) |
|
Ma, I can do this in my sleep (uh!) |
|
I skip through the beat hand gripped on the heat. (damn!) [gunshot] {SHIT! } |
|
I'm doin' all this for the niggaz that passed |
|
Ball out a tree everyday like it last. |
|
Cause bullets ain't got no names, jus' targets (yeah!) |
|
They leave brains with stains on carpets. {SHADY! } |
|
The drama gonna go down regardless |
|
These niggaz ready for the showdown they Heartless. (uh-huh!) |
|
Uh - I murdered niggaz from the intro [gunshot] |
|
The [? ] from the switch make the Six-Four Endo. {DAMN! } (whoo!) |
|
How it's 2006! (yeah!) |
|
I got a brand new house in the cliffs. |
|
That's why I walk around in my slips |
|
With a bitch! - I only keep her around for her lips. |
|
[Outro:] |
|
Yeah! {REEF GOTTA! } |
|
"Rotten Apple". |
|
[Outro:] |
|
"MO MONEY IN THE BANK... PART 4"! |
|
GET BACK! [echoes] [beat fades out] |
