1970 Somethin' (feat. The Game & Faith Evans)

歌詞

1970 somethin', 1970 somethin' 1970 somethin' 1970 somethin' 1970 somethin', 1970 somethin' 1970 somethin', 1970 somethin' Nigga I don't sweat the date my moms is late So I had to plan my escape out the skins In this world, the fly girl Tangere or Hennessy until I called Earl Ten months in this gut what the fuck I wish moms would hurry up so I could get buck While, Juvenile rippin' mics and shit New York, New York ready for the lights of this Uh, then came the worst date May, 21st 2:19 is when my mama's water burst No spouse in the house so she rolls herself To the hospital to see if she could get a little help Umbilical chord's wraped around my neck I'm seein' my death and I ain't even took my first step I made it out I'm bringin' mad joy The doctor looked and said He's gonna be a Bad Boy 1970 somethin', 1970 somethin' 1970 somethin', 1970 somethin' 1970 somethin', 1970 somethin' 1970 somethin', 1970 somethin' Would 'Pac be alive if you let 'Pac drive Swear to God, to reverse that I'll give my Left Eye With the right I'll visualize the king of Bed-Sty Checkin' his daughter Teana into junior high If I was in Brooklyn and B.I. was still alive In 2006 it might sound like this NY, 7-1-8's, 2-1-2's With Sue's rendezvous it's like Moulin Rouge High fashion, uptown Air Force Ones and Vasquez Puerto Ricans with fat asses Blazed ducth masters we dump ashes On models in S classes for you bastards Catch a cab to Manhattan with that Broadway actin' You hype, that Belly shit'll get you capped and wraped in plastic Tell the captain to ask Rog What's Happenin I hear, nor speak no evil inside the magnum 1970 somethin', 1970 somethin' 1970 somethin', 1970 somethin' 1970 somethin', 1970 somethin' Now I'm thirteen smokin' blunts makin' cream On the drug scene fuck the football team Risk it, rupt' your spleens by the age of sixteen Hearin' the coach scream made my lifetime dream I mean, I wanna blow up stack my dough up So school, I didn't show up it fucked my flow up Ma' said that I should grow up and check myself Before I wreck myself disrespect myself Put the drugs on the shelf nah, couldn't see it Scarface, king of New York I wanna be it Rap was secondary money was necessary Until I got incarcerated kinda scary Seat 74, Mart 8 set me straight Not able to move behind a great steel gate Time to contemplate damn, where did I fail All the money I stacked was all the money for bail 1970 somethin', 1970 somethin' 1970 somethin', 1970 somethin' 1970 somethin', 1970 somethin' 1970 somethin', 1970 somethin' 1970 somethin', 1970 somethin' 1970 somethin', 1970 somethin'