Old Times lyrics

Old Times lyrics

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Send "Old Times" Ringtone to your Cell (featuring Bigg Rocc & John Doe) [Intro: MC Ren Talking] oooh baby, yeah ooooh baby, it`s goin` down oooooh baby, puff your blunts fuck your bitch, drink your drank, I`m ready oooooh baby, oooooh baby, oooooh baby [Verse 1: MC Ren] we was some young niggaz seen the ballers do it I said fuck that, it`s time for `Ren to do it so me and my nigga Chip Dirty stayed out for everynight till like two: thirty servin clocks, mothafuckin` young niggas roll in them trucks with laces bitches with the fine-Ass-Faces I said I gotta be down, a teenage black mothafucker from the Compton got thirty bucks and I double it up see them cluckheads I`m yellin` what the fuck up we got planty chips, get his bitch a fuckin` twenty we`re gettin` rich better tell this bitch we fucked the police pioneers hustling, pay bang crease peace to my nigga Train, Rest In Peace you nigga outdoin` it big, wish you was here puffin` on this blunt nigga sippin` some Beer still Compton nigga, you was my dogg we went to school together then we two and forever this little young niggaz don`t know, this shit is personal loosin` nigga that you know, you about to go through it this shit I have you gone, then pray to your God I have your ass in the corner cursin` your Gat keep your head up, homey just remember the Villain smoke weed, get your money nigga, fuck and be chillin... [Chorus] Old times, there was no better day just keepin` it real Old times, there was no better way that`s just how I feel [Verse 2: Bigg Rocc] you know how we do it never gangsters around here been bangin` that Compton shit for twenty years "uhh" I had niggaz died, some with twenty five some smoke dive in the hood tryin` to survive in the ghetto but shit be hard for the overage "yeah" niggaz gotta have a job and a sack to have it take any chance, cause you only`ll get one so you make what you can you suppose to be a man and run shit shut niggaz down when they turn bitch, or turn snitch bury mothafuckers quick, this is the life I live the rider nigga chose forgive for my sin in this world so cold so step the fuck back while I lay this fat track I`m origin-al like that DJ Scratch I blast the weak up off the Bout "Uhh" Bigg Rocc, John Doe, nigga like that, Old Times........ [Chorus] [Verse 3: John Doe] Lodi dodi, we like to party We don`t cause trouble, we don`t bother nobody it`s, just John Doe up on the Mic And when we rock up on the Mic too late it`s a gun fight now you can call it ignite but we continue, to find somethin` else to get into Like some pussy, or infact "a bum rush" A bum rush, but we call that rat pack Gangster Gangster that`s what we yellin` how we made it new Compton no tellin` sold crack out my house, yeah puffs was on it "uha" Rest In Peace to my mamms, kept the nigga up on it she know what I was doin, still had my back she even lied on standin to keep a nigga in jack you point a finger at me, you need to check yourself "uha" we had nothin` in the fridge, fool I had to live......... [Chorus] - 3X Send " Old Times" Ringtone to your Cell Old Times lyrics @ Burbler Lyrics | Old Times lyrics @ ELyrics | Old Times lyrics @ Kovideo | Lyrics and Video @ MusicBabylon | Old Times lyrics @ Songlyrics | Old Times lyrics @ ELyricsWorld

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