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selldretti - back to the boom (intro) lyrics

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well this a…little somethin’ for that old school feel
reminiscin’ ’bout the time when sh-t was real
when n-ggas used to ride smooth in that drop top chevy
cruisin’ through the city with the base hittin’ heavy
the chrome on the doors and the body sittin’ low
with the dice on the mirror and the dash full of doe
used to rock the baggy jeans with the clean logo
with the tommy hilfiger or they rockin’ polo
hat c-cked to the back, one shoulder on the bag
if you had some adidas you were cooler than the pack
had a fade for a cut with the line on the side
other n-ggas had a box sittin’ on an incline
neighborhood stayed jumpin’ and the days wasn’t long
stayed hoopin’ in the streets ’till the lights came on
momma’ cookin’ up a meal, either ribs or the chicken
better eat up all ‘ya food, if you don’t you gone get it
but then it’s…back to the family now
everybody meetin’ up at grandma house
barbecuin’ in the back, see the smoke off the grill
gotta’ towel on ‘ya head so the sun won’t k!ll
catchin’ up witcha’ cousins and the rest of the fam’
grown folks on the henny’ and the kids on the jam
second hand in the air, and you can’t even breathe
knowin’ d-mn well that you ain’t even leavin’ ’till 3
in the mornin’, the fresh prince playin’ on and
you tryna’ catch the next one before the show ends
you gotta fat bowl of fruit loops and goin’ strong
but when you look into the fridge all the milk is gone
mom and pops workin’ 9 to 5
and some pops doin’ 5 to 9’s in these trying times
gettin’ out of line, leavin’ they kids on the back burner
growin’ up wit’ they fingers on the back burner
n-ggas throwin’ up they sets now
and livin’ by the street code making sure they never let down
they slangin’ pigeons up on every block
and every now and then, they hold it back in the private stock
and every day you gotta’ stay alive
turin’ down ‘ya radio when you see the cops ride by
n-ggas couldn’t use facebook to start a war
they had to get the scr-ppin’ right outside they front door
but on the flip side, there were better times
when everybody used to interact and never hide
you couldn’t shoot a quick text when you wanna’ talk
you had to call or even meet up on that side walk
now ride wit’ me as i take you back in the day
a little somethin’ cooked up comin’ ‘yo way
now sit back, bob ‘ya head to these fire tunes
it’s ‘dretti live in affect, back to the boom

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