Johnson&Jonson, Blu - Mama Always Told Me lyrics

Man, it's like my papa always told me
Watch it when you cross them streets
Chilling with your homies
Drinking 40's and you're smoking weed

See, I was a bad boy
Playing with my papa's crew
And bumping Hugo Crenshaw
Looking out the window catching indo
From my pops plant
Dreaming about the hoes you get when
Rolling with the big dogs
Killers, and I never seen him mad once
Cleaning off my fat pumps in my PE clothes
Watching as my pops caught his
Walk with a G stroke
Pulling out his cake and I
Swore he had 3 rolls
Damn, I wanna be like those guys, the negroes
The menace to society's, public enemies
Chuck Taylors and white tees, that reminds me

Mama always told me
Watch it when you in 'em streets
Cause you be chilling with your homies
Making ruckus on them Hip-Hop beats

See my cousin was an MC
Wrote a couple verses
But at first his shit sucked got sick
But then he dropped it just to get cheese
I took his mic and found a nigga with an MP
We made a classic cause I shit quotes
Changed the game in 6 months
Give 'em what these kids want
Started blowing big blunts
Fucking off my shit's drunk
Filling cups, killing guts
Living up to what these white
Folks said it was just to dumb niggas up
Having fun and getting drunk
Smoking all my hope up in a blunt
I'm fucking up

It's like my papa always told me
Watch it when you in 'em streets
You be chilling with your homies
Drinking 40's and you're smoking weed

Yeah, this is for the OG's
They used to call me Jean Junior
You the next
Yes, you was right, Blu is like a vet
Already yet I'm only 22 up in a booth
Giving truth, black
Aiming at the hearts of niggas
Arguing for 16 puffs
It's like they rather shoot gats than change
Live life and change and kids like

My mama always told me
Watch it when you in 'em streets
Chilling with your homies
Making ruckus on them Hip-Hop beats

West coast up in the host and
Finna blow the fuckinf roof off
Loading, holding truth to shoot the
First fool to move, dawg
Think he Superman with his suit off
And you ain't half man, half amazing
You half man, RuPaul, you broad
Can't believe you telling niggas you hard
A 2 star soldier sold his up over too
Large for new cars with too far
To see the season changing
Ain't it raining came and swayed us Mr hityah
Bitch