1970 Something

"19- 1970 Somethin'." Yeah! GGG-GGG! {"ROTTEN APPLE"... } YEAH! Uh-huh! {JULY! } Yeah! Yeahh. 1970 Somethin' - my momz and my popz met (yeah!) Shit was different and I ain' even drop yet. (uh!) Years past with a birth of a lil' star (yeah!) A product of the weed and a bar. (whooo!) {Whooooo! } Predicted a bad seed by far (uh-huh!) Now the kids run up and see my car. (yeah!) I can probably make it fly if I try Blowin' the lye in the sky when I'm high till I die. In the ride with a .9 on my side Let my tombstone read. - I try full of pride. (pride!) I got a whole lotta dough to get (yeah!) I am a roller shit! (yeah!) - Captain I control the ship. (uh!) {Whooo! } A nigga flow like mine he stole this shit, (yeah!) Find More lyrics at www.sweetslyrics.com He sold a few records before he noticed it. (yeah!) Ma, I can do this in my sleep (uh!) I skip through the beat hand gripped on the heat. (damn!) I'm doin' all this for the niggaz that pa*sed Ball out a tree everyday like it last. Cause bullets ain't got no names, jus' targets (yeah!) They leave brains with stains on carpets. {SHADY! } The drama gonna go down regardless These niggaz ready for the showdown they Heartless. (uh-huh!) Uh - I murdered niggaz from the intro The How it's 2006! (yeah!) I got a brand new house in the cliffs. That's why I walk around in my slips With a bitch! - I only keep her around for her lips. Yeah! {REEF GOTTA! } "Rotten Apple". "MO MONEY IN THE BANK... PART 4"! GET BACK!