Big Tone, Woodie, Lil’ Los - Remember Them Dayz lyrics

Do you remember? Like this back in the days

I haven't washed my kahkz in 4 days
But they black so you can't see the
Dirt I'm kinda grimy like that
You can kindly step back and disperse
If you ain't feelin' me
No hard feelings as long as you
Keep it real with me
Not too much appeal to me but if I want it
I'ma get it
And if it can be divided with the homies
I'ma split it
Just the way that I was raised
Quickly get punished if I didn't share
Even if I bought it myself
My mother didn't care
But she couldn't stop me from
Packin' straps and doin' dirt
She tried her best but finally
Accepted it although it hurt


The Yoc got it's grip on this
Man at a young age
Scrapеd and chased to get the spot but
Man that was thе fun days
And if I was broke I stole
2 40's out of bonkbear
Drink 'em in the ally way back
When I had long hair
Many things have changed and I miss
A lot of old friends
But nothing comes between me and
My family that I've chosen
I remember back in the days
(back in the days)
When me and the homies used
To kick it and parlay (all night long)
Smokin' was the thing to do
(was the thing to do)
Me and the homeboys acted like some fools
(like some fools)

You see the thangs will never change so it's
Time to make the best of it
Drinkin' the liquor cognac buzzin' and
You know we love it
Gather up them homies get them
Hynas on their way
Bump them oldies Mary Wells and
That old school Marvin Gaye
We gonna take it back to the days
When we was little knuckle heads
Looking up to the OG gangstas
Doing crazy shit we did
At an early age smokin' dank
Flamed up packin' shanks
Walking around the Yoc we cannon block with
A mug up on my face
Posted up at bottoms up that's the
Spot to buy a drank
And if I give you 5 bones
Better bring my fucking change
40's to the brain with this deadly
Thang don't worry 'bout my ends
Mom focused on my gang
Let it bang on me and my friends
Get together rain or shine
In any other weather we gonna kick it
Pulling on these bitches on the
Late night start to hit
Just bein' a man but I'm still
Up in it doing my thang
I'll never quit and that's my word
In this game I remain

I remember back in the days
(back in the days)
When me and the homies used
To kick it and parlay (all night long)
Smokin' was the thing to do
(was the thing to do)
Me and the homeboys acted like some fools
(like some fools)

I'll take a hit and hold it
In then I sit and reminisce
About the shit that I've done been in
I haven't been in san quin
But don't mean I haven't been in prison
From these cops that be trippin'
To these hoes that I be stickin'
To that liquor that I be sippin'
Got me makin' decisions I can't regret
But yet all these penitentiary chances
Got me drippin' in sweat
Makin' bets with my life that
If I die tonight
I'll come back and do it twice
North-side life ain't nothing nice
Surprised that I made it this far
I've been taught from my lip
Comin' fully equipped with full
Clip and no fingerprints and it's a trip
(it's a trip) that all my homies are gone
I can't do shit
(can't do shit) but take back
Hit's of the bong
It's been a long time that my
Boy Snoop been walking on
That main line since I chilled
I wrote my last rhyme
"Ay yo Tone won't you pass me that bud
Cause there's moments like this I feel
Like getting real fucked up"

I remember back in the days
(back in the days)
When me and the homies used
To kick it and parlay (all night long)
Smokin' was the thing to do
(was the thing to do)
Me and the homeboys acted like some fools
(like some fools)