2009 by Barry Bondz 25 Lyrics

2009

Ugh... give me a vodka on the rocks
I’ll show how I use to slang rockas on them
Blocks
Speaking of an era
The bottles with the tops
Niggas wore medallions
Big as flava flav clocks
See we was too smart to shoot choppas at the cops
We ain’t need the heat
We was really trying to eat
New rims on the car
New sneakers on the feet
Gun under the seat
Really running the street
All we knew is cake
Corners & crates
Block hugging
Had the spot jumping
Stick up come we had to pop something
I’m talking triple fat goose weather
Or the new leather
We had a motto
Never settle just do better
More cheddar
High class stores
& high class halls
A nigga wanna score it’s hard to by pass war
But I was to fast for em
Fast forward
Blast off