Testing one two three four

Rappin 4 tay Rag Top records nineteen ninety six

West up let's do this

Yeah Four you done finally got that parole card

Yeah man that was long comeing trying get that man

I understand that Four but a lot of people don't know

what you've done been thru bro'

Man a brother done been in this rap game for ten years man

I've been from hell and back you know Frank

But what's gon' have to do is lay it down and lace it

up like a shoesbraim

Ok, like this here...

Aloud me to take you back down memory lane

When a player was so young in this rap game

Yeah, if you had a fight you best to knock a sucker out

Because moms wouldn't bout to let you in the house

Yeah, we had to throw em' in the days

Didn't have glock, never seen a twelve gatch

Wasn't no banging n' gang n' philly ate the defs

Brother had to go to school in the days to get a rep

Always wanted to bust a gang in theese raps

And be the first player to put Frisco on the map

So add this to the list of them hits

pappin knockin for the new year

Ima ved in this rappin and is you wet behind the ear

Shit, I even caught the San Quinton blues

Used to rock that motherfucker every night, I paid my dues

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I talked the talk, but now Im walking the walk

What up, foe! Huh yeah! Yeah! What,what!

Im from the west but I don't ride the saller

Used to do a lot of battle,

but you money are make you chunk, rattle

Ever since the solarsystem boy club and house parties

Rap contest, a book of team, and it was everybody

snatching it taking it swop on stuff all the way home

Once me and O' hit the jets, man we was gone