Lirik Lagu Back In The Days - Trick Daddy
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Tanpamu tiada berarti
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Back in the daysIt wasn't no AIDSIt wasn't no AK'sMore afros than braidsWasn't nuttin for a boy to get a straight fadeBut not no moNiggaz done twist up the froLet it lock and growQuick to go to gunplay bout that froNigga you don't know
And I'm thinkin bout whenRound the time i was tenAnd way before the penThe worst thing i ever remember seeingWas a boy get his whole head bashed inBut now they gettin blown offWhole chest torn offWhole block roped offTwo clips in his house for fuckin roundRunnin off at his damn mouthYep back in the days it wadn't bout fameAnd it wudn't bout a namePlus it wudn't no thangTo kill a nigga and do the rest of ya life in the chain gangBut na shit done changedAnd I know it seem strangeBut I'm a maintainSo I'm a stack my flow and say "fuck you hoes"stay the fuck out the chain gang
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Some hoes no shameOther hoes play gamesSee they'll fuck ya for the fameAnd when the heat is on and they cant hangTheyll give them crackers yo nameThell say it under oathAnd swear to tell the truthRun down what ya doHow ya clown wit ya crewAlong with that a list of shit like who fucked in who houseTell a ho about ya spotWhere ya threw away the glockBut every bitch that ya shotEvery key that ya caughtAnd every car that ya dropThe ninety-seven drop topsAnd them Carolina tripsAnd then they grill you the flipTime and date when ya dipEvery deal you done dealtAnd every crib you done builtWith no muthafuckin guiltBack in tha daysIt wudn't none a thisYa couldn't pay a bitch to snitchIt just goes to show thatFuck niggaz and slimy hoes make the world flip the script
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See back in the daysAll pimps got paidAnd all hoes got slayedAlot a money got savedAnd every playa had it madeIn DadeWe was slayed before thenBoys was made before thenWay before themRaisin poor menWith no choiceWay before themBut na shit done changedI mean a nigga done cameYa done took our nameWe done peeped yall gameYa ovalooked our painMan, and we aint tryin to be friendsYa wudn't tryin back thenHad a problem with my skinGot together with ya clanAnd send a young poor black manStraight to the penYa had beef with the blacksBut na the blacks got the gatsSo if a cracker talk slick his ass gon get whackedAnd you can bet thatSee niggaBack in the daysI was young and afraidSo dumb in a wayI was trapped in a mazeSo hey
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And I'm thinkin bout whenRound the time i was tenAnd way before the penThe worst thing i ever remember seeingWas a boy get his whole head bashed inBut now they gettin blown offWhole chest torn offWhole block roped offTwo clips in his house for fuckin roundRunnin off at his damn mouthYep back in the days it wadn't bout fameAnd it wudn't bout a namePlus it wudn't no thangTo kill a nigga and do the rest of ya life in the chain gangBut na shit done changedAnd I know it seem strangeBut I'm a maintainSo I'm a stack my flow and say "fuck you hoes"stay the fuck out the chain gang
hook
Some hoes no shameOther hoes play gamesSee they'll fuck ya for the fameAnd when the heat is on and they cant hangTheyll give them crackers yo nameThell say it under oathAnd swear to tell the truthRun down what ya doHow ya clown wit ya crewAlong with that a list of shit like who fucked in who houseTell a ho about ya spotWhere ya threw away the glockBut every bitch that ya shotEvery key that ya caughtAnd every car that ya dropThe ninety-seven drop topsAnd them Carolina tripsAnd then they grill you the flipTime and date when ya dipEvery deal you done dealtAnd every crib you done builtWith no muthafuckin guiltBack in tha daysIt wudn't none a thisYa couldn't pay a bitch to snitchIt just goes to show thatFuck niggaz and slimy hoes make the world flip the script
hook
See back in the daysAll pimps got paidAnd all hoes got slayedAlot a money got savedAnd every playa had it madeIn DadeWe was slayed before thenBoys was made before thenWay before themRaisin poor menWith no choiceWay before themBut na shit done changedI mean a nigga done cameYa done took our nameWe done peeped yall gameYa ovalooked our painMan, and we aint tryin to be friendsYa wudn't tryin back thenHad a problem with my skinGot together with ya clanAnd send a young poor black manStraight to the penYa had beef with the blacksBut na the blacks got the gatsSo if a cracker talk slick his ass gon get whackedAnd you can bet thatSee niggaBack in the daysI was young and afraidSo dumb in a wayI was trapped in a mazeSo hey
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