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I wantchu to sit back Close your eyes And think of all those wonderful times That we used to have, yeah Now I know things aren't the way They used to be right now But they are gonna get better, some day And I know that Ever since I was about twelve, that's when they documented me A gang member let me tell you my, autobiography I can't let it, turn me frenetic, it must be genetic To get in trouble with the law, take on the realest Write on the walls, that's what I used to do Smokin' a joint or two, Lil' Rob getting a little blazed Walking through my concrete maze, remember the days? Remember goin' to the store, lookin' at a track, smokin' a sack But the vato was older too, get him stoned, then jack it back I remember the guero, he used to look at us all, funny and strange Because me pants was bigger than his, now they all wear em the same I used to get jealous; Wondering why they never had the same rice? Is it because I'm burnin' natos down, eating menudo, frijoles, and rice? Someone instead of me, all of this insanity I'm not understanding you never understandin me Whether the mayoralty get's the priority over the street We become the majority inflate Letras de cancionesThe incredible rate, controling our fate Controling our state's, and I can't wait Remember you told me I'll never amount to anything? That I'll probably at the street, sellin' mota Methamphetamines, so what It made me an extra buck when I was shit out of luck And let them do the same to holmes if you was stuck to Chorus: And I remember it was not easy That's what everybody says but not me Wicked ass times on S.D. streets But I still love them And had to have them And I remember Remembering the things we used to do Places we used to go, yeah And I remember kicking under the street lamp, smoking a J Hearing my homie say 'Hey homie, pass that joint this way' And this was everyday and everynight was the same We didn't call each other by the first or last but by the nicknames Dreamer, P-wee, also Negro, to name a few, that passed away Rest In Peace, thee others gone away, with the blues, Remember the thing's we used to do? Can nobody take it away from us We used to live life dangerous, and blew away like angel dust Better known as pezetas, so leva stay away from metiches And chepas talking mentiras, cuase the can't beat us Mira, Little Rob on his Lowrider, bicicleta, looking for muñecas Beautiful, like Aztecas, but when it comes to love Fuck with the agony for the ecstasy, what goes around, goes around So baby don't mess with me, don't be testing me Cause Little Rob be, one of a kind, original and individual Unforgettable, memorable, indelible, incredible, infallible Chorus: And I remember it was not easy That's what everybody says but not me Wicked ass times on S.D. streets But I still love them And had to have them And I remember I remember the things we used to do Places we used to go, yeah Give all my love to mi madre, padre brother and sister, and all of my sangre Enemy's chale, me vale verga, estas afuera, mirando pa'dentro You wanna come in but you can't, because were not allowed no mensos Threw you away like a pencil, give you away like a utensil Just when you think you had a grip on life, that's when you let go Ready set go, it's a race to the finish, and only the best always win And I'm prepared to take you to ?? so let's finish business What is this, had they becomin' witnesses? I don't know nothin' I didn't hear nothin', I don't see nothin', that's what I learned when I was a kid As long with respect, those who respect you, forget about the one's That forget about you, my bikes a collection, is a collection, never a big section Of mi vida; memories, I need'cha, like a jock that needs his shoes I wish I could go back, and do it all over again And I know that ain't happenin', and so I sit rememberin' Chorus: And I remember it was not easy That's what everybody says but not me Wicked ass times on S.D. streets But I still love them And had to have them And I remember I remember, everything Everything we used to do And I remember Ooooo, Me and my homies Underneath the street light Gettin' high And I remember Ooooo, When we used ta play Shoot'em up bang, bang, bang Bang, bang, bang From Letras Mania