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What's up homes? Welcome to the catacombs 
We seduce the microphones, bless the chron - got me in a zone 
Just another Saturday night at the spizot 
We kickin' it tough we done closed up shop 
Plenty of Phillies rollin through homey 
Them thourough-breds and conversation with these tru's 
Ride the summer groove 
The incense enhance the hoes deliverance 
Niggaz takin a chance - askin for that lap dance 
But see these females, they ain't strippers, don't flip 
But your money back in your pocket 
You ain't got to tip 
Hennessey forever like sparklet's jugs 
And most people ain't never seen a table full of bud 
See members in my backyard 
Members at my door 
Members down the street bout to sell this sucka nigga - 64 
A little barbecue while we get our groove on 
The homey loop a beat, Im a lace somethin smooth on em 
My trigger happy homeys and 14 deckaz 
People servin them eight figures in the land of records 
In California lifestyle, you can't ignore the crime 
So niggaz stand in line for the life and times 
Get your grind on 
See I never forget (Those summer days) 
Homey gettin they back up 
Finna get me sack on 
Niggaz gettin they stack on 
Junkies gettin they crack on 
Hoez stay cuz they wanna play 
(Those summer days) 
Bitches gettin they game on 
Homeys gettin they bang on 
Niggaz gettin they slang on 
Bitches gettin the jank on 
I'm in here coolin ready to shake em 
Nigga what they hittin foe? 
Feelin like I drunk a whole liquor store 
Females are comin through 
Ready to kick it with the crew 
I like them Barbie Coast hoes 
Touchin they toes for them dollar bills 
And when it's drama - best believe it be on 
Cuz steppin on the wrong toes will get your head blown 
Because I once knew a nigga who tried to trip one night 
But he didn't know where the fuck he was cuz 
I lit him up like a light 
Cuz I know niggaz from Ghost Town 
Niggaz from Sin Town (whoop whoop) 
Even them niggaz from the Islands know that we ridaz 
? in the other room breakin niggaz, slappin bones 
On the low-low, fa sho' we got the plugs on them zones 
Night fall, homey's gettin drunk up 
Bout to break out the mac and the pistol grip pumper 
To tame niggaz, the same niggaz that was cool an hour ago 
Liquor be havin them fools actin schizo 
Or is it that bitch that ready to go home 
When the homeys roll and kick it they get high and get they freak on 
Or a fool locin up cuz he got drunk for his last night come up 
Mad cuz he got stuck 
Yo we let him rough up, but not too deep 
We understand your agony of defeat 
Cuz we can be gangstaz or we can be gentlemen 
We come strapped ready to tap that ass - tell a friend 
And say you heard it from some killers 
Some big wheel dealers 
Out to check a mill of em 
That's why I never forget (Those summer days) 
Playaz get your swerve on 
Homeys gettin they herb on 
Bitches gettin they perm on 
Riches gettin they serve on 
{female singing} Hoes stay cuz they wanna play 
Those summer days 
Niggaz gettin they quote on 
Homeys gettin they swole on 
Riders gettin they roll on 
Players get your flow on 
{singing} those summer days 
those summer days 
Remember those summer days 
Those summer summer Sunday 
Summer days

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