| See back in the days, it wasn’t no AIDS |
| It wasn’t no AK’s, more afros than braids |
| Wasn’t nuttin' for a boy to get a straight fade |
| But not no mo, niggaz done twist up the fro |
| Let it lock and grow, quick to go to gun play |
| Bout that fro, nigga you don’t know |
| And I’m thinkin' 'bout when round the time I was ten |
| And way before the pen, the worst thing I ever |
| Remember seein' was a boy get his whole head bashed in |
| But now they gettin' blown off, whole chest torn off |
| Whole block roped off, two clips in his house |
| For fuckin' round, runnin' off at his damn mouth |
| Yep, back in the days it wasn’t 'bout fame |
| Plus it wasn’t 'bout a name and it wasn’t no thang |
| To kill a nigga and do the rest of ya life in the chain gang |
| But na shit done changed and I know it seem strange |
| But I’m a maintain, so I’m a stack my flow |
| And say, «Fuck you hoes», stay the fuck out the chain gang, nigga |
| See back in the days, it wasn’t no AIDS |
| It wasn’t no AK’s, more Afros than braids |
| Wasn’t nuttin' for a boy to get a straight fade |
| But not no mo, niggaz done twist up the fro |
| Let it lock and grow, quick to go to gun play |
| 'Bout that fro, nigga you don’t know |
| See back in the days, it wasn’t no AIDS |
| It wasn’t no AK’s, more Afros than braids |
| Wasn’t nuttin' for a boy to get a straight fade |
| But not no mo, niggaz done twist up the fro |
| Let it lock and grow, quick to go to gun play |
| 'Bout that fro, nigga you don’t know |
| Some hoes no shame, other hoes play games |
| See they’ll fuck ya for the fame and when the heat is on |
| And they can’t hang, they’ll give them crackers yo name |
| They’ll say it under oath and swear to tell the truth |
| Run down what ya do, how ya clown wit ya crew |
| Along with that a list of shit like who fucked the who |
| Tell a ho about ya spot, where ya threw away the glock |
| But every bitch that ya shot, every key that ya caught |
| And every car that ya drop, the ninety seven drop tops |
| And them Carolina trips and then they grill you the flip |
| Time and date when ya dip, every deal you done dealt |
| And every crib you done built, with no muthafuckin' guilt |
| Yep, back in the days It wasn’t none a this |
| Ya couldn’t pay a bitch to snitch, It just goes to show that |
| Fuck niggaz and slimy hoes, make the world flip the script |
| Back in the days, it wasn’t no AK’s |
| Back in the days, in the days back in the days |
| Day, day, days, in the days, there was no AK’s |
| Back in the days, see back in the days, in the days |
| In the days, it wasn’t no AK’s, in the days |
| In the days, in the days, hey |
| See back in the days, all pimps got paid |
| And all hoes got slayed, a lotta money got saved |
| And every playa had it made in dade |
| We was slayed before then boys was made |
| Before then, way before them raisin poor men |
| With no choice, way before them |
| But na shit done changed, I mean a nigga done came |
| Ya done took our name, we done peeped y’all game |
| Ya ova looked our pain man, and we ain’t tryin' to be friends |
| Ya wasn’t tryin' back then, had a problem with my skin |
| Got together with ya clan and send a young poor |
| Black man straight to the pen |
| Ya had beef with the blacks but na the blacks got the gats |
| So if a cracker talk slick, his ass gon get whacked |
| And you can bet that, see nigga back in the days |
| I was young and afraid, so dumb in a way |
| I was trapped in a maze, looked up in cage so, hey |
| See back in the days, it wasn’t no AIDS |
| It wasn’t no AK’s, more Afros than braids |
| Wasn’t nuttin' for a boy to get a straight fade |
| But not no mo, niggaz done twist up the fro |
| Let it lock and grow, quick to go to gun play |
| 'Bout that fro, nigga you don’t know |
| See back in the days, it wasn’t no AIDS |
| It wasn’t no AK’s, more afros than braids |
| Wasn’t nuttin' for a boy to get a straight fade |
| But not no mo, niggaz done twist up the fro |
| Let it lock and grow, quick to go to gun play |
| 'Bout that fro, nigga you don’t kno |
| See back in the days, in the days |
| It wasn’t no AK’s, in the days |
| It wasn’t no A’s, it wasn’t no AK’s |
| In the days, in the days, in the days |
| It wasn’t no A’s, back in the days |
| It wasn’t no A’s, it wasn’t no AK’s |
| In the days, it wasn’t no A’s |
| It wasn’t no AK’s, in the days |
| But na a lotta shit done changed |
| A lotta shit done changed |