Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song JT's Intro , by - Mac Dre. Release date: 27.04.1998
Song language: English
JT's Intro |
| Welcome |
| Let the games begin, and we’re uninvited |
| This yo' bread bakin', Fed shakin' Frisco city counterpart |
| JT Tha Bigga Figga, Game Recognize Game in the Bay, mayne |
| On this intro for the young Mac Dreezy |
| Man, I remember when we first hooked up on a humbug |
| In the Big Oaktown, Jack London Square |
| Diamond shoppin' and collar poppin' |
| Never to know we the top of the Rompin' Nation |
| Paper chasin' and Chevy racin' |
| That’s our occupation |
| But he fresh up out the feds though |
| With his new album Stupid Doo Doo Dumb |
| Guaranteed to have every ghetto nigga sprung |
| So peep this here game, mayne |
| I was sixteen-years-old, fresh up off the ranch |
| Got an extra 45 days, got caught with a half a tamp |
| Too Hard for the Radio poundin' in Chevy Novas |
| Young soldiers off killa doja, blaze the roper, I told ya |
| What’s Really Goin' On was the name of the song, hoe |
| The California Livin' got me On My Toes |
| I’m Y-double-B out the family tree of them Crest Macs |
| The Romper Room, Crew Thang, Loced Out and the SES Fac |
| Now the Crestside Country Club ballers and baby thugs |
| My nigga came home and the ‘more showed love |
| But he back up in yo' face representin' the Bay |
| So peep game from my cuddie, playa potna Mac Dre |