I Reminisce (Explicit)

I Reminisce (Explicit|Remix|Prod by Chadwes of Skull&beats|Explicit) - Young Chris/DJ

I know this sh*t get kinda crazy

When you be out in the streets

I used to roll strap with the glock in my lap

Homies in the wheel with the seats leaned back

I reminisce on the good times

I reminisce on the bad

I used to roll through like I ran that sh*t

See my name now I home that b*tch

Talking rubers ducking troopers

Run around with shooters

Homicide on th'em shooters

Stuff a og in the hookahs

Niggas slanging b*tches hanging

Trickers banging getting louis in the ruber

Younger niggas with the cougars

I let her go to the head like go down

But slow down

Brand new bust then I send her right back in the uber

Back to party eating fry calamari little reese and bob marley

Vroom vroom on the holly mommy's a rider

She pull up ag I'm in the aston right beside her

You's a sucker ni**a keep quiet I let 'em holla

My boy ride shotgun with a chopper and revolver

Ready rock prada anything to get a dollar

Ni**a yellow caution tape crime no white collar

F**k 'em all standing tall just like towers

Got the power ni**a long as money hit the block cowards motherf**kers

I know this sh*t get kinda crazy

When you be out in the streets

I used to roll strap with the glock in my lap

Homies in the wheel with the seats leaned back

I reminisce on the good times

I reminisce on the bad

I used to roll through like I ran that sh*t

See my name now I home that b*tch

Hennessy twisting and reminiscing

Rock the mic too when c had me on the mission

Was a late night run around with beenie

All through the city dark shotties and barcelonie

Had my toothpick young and fly on that cool sh*t

Knew it wouldn't be long before trip

Blakka blakka ni**a wipe that chrome down

It's all good ni**a 'cause my big bro home now

In the trenches where they stick syringes

Coppers can we hop the fences boy this sh*t is illest

Take a scoobie smoke a reggie and roll a doobie

Now as a silent make a movie with your favorite groupie

Tell her pay selling pays heller haze

Step out the cleaners take a chalk it's teller may

We live it up champagne we sip it up

Hey ni**a from we hit 'em up get your b*tches plucked

I know this sh*t get kinda crazy

When you be out in the streets f**k at

I used to roll strap with the glock in my lap

Homies in the wheel with the seats leaned back

I reminisce on the good times

I reminisce on the bad

She got a thing back her laptop

I used to roll through like I ran that sh*t

See my name now I home that b*tch

Used to hit the block young then

I started slangin in that motherf**ker

Ooh I got that roll

Shotgun with a drum hanging from that motherf**ker

Ooh we all get plugged

Waiting for my big br to max out

Smoke till we pass out

Drinking till the song go host what they ask out

Hit 'em then we mash out

Ni**a we don't love 'em

We just take 'em to the telie then we f**k 'em

All of 'em it's all down

I know this sh*t get kinda crazy

When you be out in the streets

I used to roll strap with the glock in my lap

Homies in the wheel with the seats leaned back

I reminisce on the good times what

I reminisce on the bad oh

I used to roll through like I ran that sh*t oh oh

See my name now