Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hood Affiliated, artist - Mr. Criminal. Album song Video Bangers, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 27.07.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Hi Power
Song language: English
Hood Affiliated |
I remember, yea that’s right. |
I remember, like it was yesterday. |
I sure do homie I see crystal |
Clear. |
That’s right, I hope u don’t mind, if I take you on a trip like this. |
I remember, like it was yesterday growin up everyday lookin for a place to play, |
Riding bikes hopping on some pegs and handle bars going to the liquor store to |
steal a |
Couple of candy bars, life was simple go to school get home make some trouble |
in the |
Neighborhood all day long, I remember getting suspended always was a class clown |
Always gettin into fights because I never backed down, I remember 6th grade |
when I |
Smoked my first cigarette always around foos that smoked bud but didn’t hit it |
yet, I |
Remember gettin drunk off my very first bud light damn what a saturday night, |
I remember |
Getting home late makin my mom mad I remember growin up in a house with no dad, |
Remember being told that family is all that we had I remember those days still |
remember |
The past. |
I remember all the homies, all the girls, all the parties, all the fights, |
that’s right yea, |
I remember all the fun, all the drama on a hot summer night that’s right, |
I remember we would cruse around, ready for some shhh to go down, |
I remember like it was yesterday. |
I remember getting a little bit older developed an attitude and got a chip on |
my shoulder, |
You know that teenager that thought he knew it all was the same teenager in n |
out of |
Juvenile hall, I remember being chased by the cops replaced my lunch money with |
Sack in my sock, I remember when the homie shy boy got his first regal ducking |
In the backseat hiding from my p. |
o, I remember the homie Cesar scratching |
records with |
A needle us two techniques a sack of yesca and some pisto, Me and the homie |
Ruben |
Always used to stay at each others house, eleven years later, and we’re still |
smoked out, |
I remember me n the homies used to go to gang of parties get drunk without |
throwin |
Up that would happen hardly, I remember back in the days there wasn’t nothin on |
our |
Mind except for havin a good time I remember those times. |
I remember, all the homies, all the girls, all the parties, all the fights, |
that’s right yea, |
I remember, all the fun, all the drama on a hot summer night that’s right, |
I remember, we would cruse around, ready for some shhh to go down, |
I remember, like it was yesterday. |
And I remember when I bought my very first strap and still remember when I got |
my very |
First tat my first jack my first blast my first sack when I started to first |
rap I still remember |
My first track, and on the real I still miss those days close my eyes turn the |
page it was |
Real in those days, fortunate I’m still free instead of still in the cage a |
gang of the homies |
Still locked up cause they still live those ways, now I’m left here with nothin |
but a memory |
Gangstas don’t cry so I pour a glass of Hennessey, smoking a gang of marijuana |
like it |
Was a remedy reminiscin reading letters all the homies said to me, |
It’s meant for me to |
Bring the world these very special memories homies from elementary stuck in |
Penitentiaries it’s left to me, to reflect on those days don’t really wanna |
turn the page |
I remember those days. |
I remember, all the homies, all the girls, all the parties, all the fights, |
that’s right yea, |
I remember, all the fun, all the drama on a hot summer night that’s right, |
I remember, we would cruse around, ready for some shhh to go down, |
I remember, like it was yesterday. |
I sure do homie, like I said. |
I remember, as a matter of fact, how can I forget, |
you know |
What I’m sayin. |
haha yea, 2007, we’re gonna keep bringin these jams, |
that you can bump, |
Reminisce, for years and years to come you know, dominator on the beat, |
fingers on the |
Top box, Mr. Criminal with the heat. |
haha yea, all my homies, I see you. |
Don’t trip, |
I remember. |