Remember Them Dayz (feat. Lil Los and Woodie)

Do you remember? (Back in the day) I haven't washed my kahkz in four days But they black so you can't see the dirt, I'm kinda grimy like that You can kindly step back and disperse if you ain't feelin' me No hard feelings as long as you keep it real with me Not too much appeal to me but if I want it I'ma get it And if it can be divided with the homies I'ma split it Just the way that I was raised, quickly get punished if I didn't share Even if I bought it myself my mother didn't care But she couldn't stop me from packin' straps and doin' dirt She tried her best but finally accepted it although it hurt The Yoc got its grip on this man at a young age Scraped and chased to get the spot but man that was the fun days And if I was broke I stole two 40's out of bonkbear Drink 'em in the ally way back when I had long hair Many things have changed and I miss a lot of old friends But nothing comes between me and my family that I've chosen I remember back in the days (back in the days) When me and the homies used to kick it and party (all night long) Smokin' was the thing to do (was the thing to do) Me and the homeboys acted like some fools (like some fools) You see the thangs will never change so it's time to make the best of it Drinkin' the liquor cognac buzzin' and you know we love it Gather up them homies get them hynas on their way Bump them oldies Mary Wells and that old school Marvin Gaye We gonna take it back to the days when we was little knuckle heads Looking up to the OG gangstas doing crazy shit we did At an early age smokin' dank flamed up packin' shanks Walking around the Yoc we cannon poppin' with a mug up on my face Posted up at bottoms up that's the spot to buy a drank And if I give you five bones better bring my fucking change 40's to the brain with this deadly thang don't worry 'bout my ends Mind focused on my gang, let it bang on me and my friends Get together rain or shine, in any other weather we gonna kick it Pulling on these bitches on the late night start to hit Just bein' a man but I'm still up in it doing my thang I'll never quit and that's my word, in this game I remain I remember back in the days (back in the days) When me and the homies used to kick it and party (all night long) Smokin' was the thing to do (was the thing to do) Me and the homeboys acted like some fools (like some fools) I'll take a hit and hold it in then I sit and reminisce 'Bout the shit that I've done been in I haven't been in San Quin But don't mean I haven't been in prison from these cops that be trippin' To these hoes that I be stickin', to that liquor that I be sippin' Got me makin' decisions I can't regret But yet all these penitentiary chances got me drippin' in sweat Makin' bets with my life that if I die tonight I'll come back and do it twice north-side life ain't nothing nice Surprised that I made it this far I've been taught from my lip Comin' fully equipped with full clip and no fingerprints And it's a trip (it's a trip) that all my homies are gone I can't do shit (can't do shit) but take back hits of the bong It's been a long time that my boy snoop been walking on that main line Since I chilled I wrote my last rhyme "Ay yo Tone won't you pass me that bud Cause there's moments like this I feel like getting real fucked up" I remember back in the days (back in the days) When me and the homies used to kick it and party (all night long) Smokin' was the thing to do (was the thing to do) Me and the homeboys acted like some fools (like some fools) (Back in the days)