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(Hit-Boy) Okay, I seen a lot Runnin' in and out of granny house Uncle bummin' on the couch, first time I seen a rock Hit it right there in the chair, watchin' WWF, first time he seen The Rock Had my grandma pissed, went to school all white, K-Swiss Told 'em, "Change that shit, put it on Rap City Basement" Jammin' Styles P and Jadakiss First time I seen The LOX Started gettin' high, homicides, drive-by XDs, lemon squeeze, red beams, and Glocks Seen a nigga die, shot him right in the eye Put a nigga in the sky, made his breathing stop Spin the block for the chop, ain't even stop Can't ring your shots That's the very first day that I ever seen me an opp Okay, I seen a lot Came from the slums, had to get it out the mud, no love To me, that means a lot Glock for my guns, hear the cops, better run Head to the sun clouds 'cause I still dream a lot Never had nothin', tryna run the money up Leave it all for my son, them greener knots Don't know about you but to me, that means a lot Letras de canciones Okay, like cash rule everything around me Believe none of what you hear and half what you see Go to school, get degrees, and make the league But the dream not for me so it's make believe It's all in your head like Maybelline You know a lotta niggas dead, yellow tape the scene They'll tell you it's a figment due to the color of your pigment Droppin' off loads on the road to the riches On the way to make it out the trenches Fuck a red shirt, I'm in a courtroom sittin' on benches Prayin' for a deal meanwhile drug dealin' Judge got a grudge, set your bond at a million Can't snitch, can't switch, nah, nigga, no squealin' Grown men business, you gotta be kiddin' You was just shooting Glocks at the opps Went to court and you turned to the cops Southwest murder block, I done seen 'em a lot In these Alief streets Big Crippin' with the with the Locs, Trigger Maxo C Pop trunk with the punk, get to dumpin' Nickname Punken but ain't no punk in me Got the infrared beam on the Glock Hittin' licks, servin' fiends on the block Done things to my opps Murder scene, had them releasing the cops Hidin' rocks, put the cheese in my socks Okay, I seen a lot Came from the slums, had to get it out the mud, no love To me, that means a lot Glock for my guns, hear the cops, better run Head to the sun clouds 'cause I still dream a lot Never had nothin', tryna run the money up Leave it all for my son, them greener knots Don't know about you but to me, that means a lot Okay, I seen a lot Came from the slums, had to get it out the mud, no love To me, that means a lot Glock for my guns, hear the cops, better run Head to the sun clouds 'cause I still dream a lot Never had nothin', tryna run the money up Leave it all for my son, them greener knots Don't know about you but to me, that means a lot From Letras Mania