Luyện nghe bài hát Memory Lane

Rolex on my left hand, blowing up my beeper (beeper)
the middle man, we got the chill for cheaper (cheaper)
Ballin ass niggas got a hold on the game (on the game)
Let me take you memory lane (memory lane)
Rolex on my left hand, they blowing up my (beeper)
Fuck the man, we got the chill for cheaper (cheaper)
Ballin ass niggas got a choke on the game (where you take em)
Let me you down memory lane
E40
From pushin bags of goop in the
up nostril dust
Me and my squad, my
Never no powder puff
Used to that puffin stuff in the OAK
In a
our safeway
For supplies and
But thats in the past, im my cash, dropping on instrumentals
I to be number one
Not number 2 like the
If it for my pin, d be in the pen
You cant where you going if you dont know where youve been
Always been low key ADD, I couldnt sit still I fast
It was impossible for a nigga like me to sit on my ass
I had to get cash
Make money pile
Build up my (what else?)
And boost up my
it out the game
Smellin a rose
From the to the top
But im steppin on toes
Blast off , higher the moon
Been a hustler, since I came out the
(biach!)
Rolex on my hand, they blowing up my beeper (beeper)
Fuck the middle man, we got the for cheaper (cheaper)
Ballin ass niggas got a hold on the game (on the game)
Let me you down memory lane (memory lane)
Rolex on my left hand, they blowing up my (beeper)
Fuck the man, we got the chill for cheaper (cheaper)
Ballin ass niggas got a choke hold on the game (where you em)
Let me take you down memory
(Andre Nickatina)
Man I take you way back, to tik and to jax and new Jackson who dat
Man got the on the cutty
And blowin up you bitch, just to get my money
hit the state fair with about 6 or 7 buddies
You stay inside on force Tuesdays,
So what you dont sell dope, dont make this fools day
This is the town of bedrock and rocks and new gats and who dat
They got a lock on the crack
Then baby girl screamin, where the Macs at
As soon as came out, the broke bitch steps back
The fat in Adidas was religion
And Las Vegas nights us all about sinnin
I let the burn, had to let the wheels turn
Gotta live well, straight to the orbit room
Nobody dare had job
Its three oclock and hit Nations, memory lane
Rolex on my hand, they blowing up my beeper (beeper)
Fuck the middle man, we got the chill for (cheaper)
Ballin ass niggas got a choke hold on the (on the game)
Let me take you down memory (memory lane)
Rolex on my left hand, they blowing up my (beeper)
the middle man, we got the chill for cheaper (cheaper)
Ballin ass got a choke hold on the game (where you take em)
Let me take you memory lane
E40
(oooahh)
I had a grenada, Disha had a mustang, Beela had a
We was in the game
Street niggas, young and
to win, from start to finish
Its the drought season, way too
me on the under mayne, hollin at bitches
Haters didnt it but they had to respect it
quit the first family and rap to get a gold Lexus
Talk hard cain, but you can call me cain
me mayne
Captain a hoe
Andre
Man I was in line scar face, hit the bitch screen
And if the dope was back again, the call it ice cream
You got off a pipe dream
And then first pair of Michael Jordans, hit the crime scene
You sat low when your team jack and did
I forget to mention yo, they jack them for gold Daytons
Basketball we watch Gary
Its drug dealers really throw dope, brotha no fakin
We wore rings like Jamaicans
And yo the rap game was getting started, for the straight takin
I yeah, but no pain
Cuz in the fast lane, the lane, the whole thang is memory lane
Rolex on my hand, they blowing up my beeper (beeper)
Fuck the middle man, we got the chill for (cheaper)
Ballin ass got a choke hold on the game (on the game)
Let me you down memory lane (memory lane)
Rolex on my left hand, blowing up my beeper (beeper)
Fuck the middle man, we got the for cheaper (cheaper)
Ballin ass niggas got a choke on the game (where you take em)
Let me take you memory lane (memory lane)