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[Chorus: Pharell]
Mmm I`ma tell you what I`m talkin bout
When I was a young boy
My mama always told me don`t take no shit
Motherfucker hit you then you better hit `em back
So when I hit the nigga it could Breeeeeak
Nigga out of line
[Verse 1: Malice]
Back when I was `bout Big Wheels and race tracks
Pops pushed a Tornado and rolled to 8 tracks
Never stood a chance, exposed from way back
Lyin` to the baby sayin its Ajax
I was `bout 4 when I walked past that door
That shoulda been closed where I first witnessed the raw
See in my household it was quite unique
Playin hide and seek, you might find a key
Car glimpse accidentally, branded my mental
Pals my role model in that Lincoln Continental
Bought all my friends Icees, it was `bout 6
And when he pulled off I was like, See told ya we was rich
How I turned out let it be no surprise
When they speak of cousin Ricky it brings tears to my eyes
See, my family got a history of hustlers
Lil` brother, big brother, mother to grandmother
Its tradition
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Pusha T]
My mama didn`t see it comin, my daddy was there
What`s my excuse
Cartoons were the root
Started with Yosimite Sam with the gun in
palm of the hand, what couln`t I demand
See, thirteen
Studied the gangsta`s lean
Low brim, no smile
Lotta cash meanwhile
Daddy had the Chrysler Fifth Avey
Hustlers on the blocks cars were aero-dynamie
With ghetto paint jobs, Mango M threes
Seventeen inch B-Bs ridin` tough
Tha bike was Huffy, attention was froze
In a twenty five cent frozen cup laid my soul
Tha streets had me to mold
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