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Mr. Serv-On - My Story lyrics
[KLC] It was a long, long time ago In the basement with no money but had talent to show But the shit wasn't right because the money was tight But a mill and some street skills got me feelin tonight, right x2 [Mr. Serv On] It all started in 92', just tight sounds there wasn't no beats by the pound Just a little light skinned nigga with light eyes and blacks I'm trippin, this nigga got a couple of g's worth of equipment and no muthafuckin strap This nigga gotta be somebody real Cause in south east and it cost ya dc Some nigga be tightin up his muthafuckin grill I'm seein shysty niggas run in and out Now I'm thinkin this must be a muthafuckin crack house This nigga say he like what I do, he see a little potential Now I'm like nigga what's up with you All we had between us was hundred bars and ruffles I know ya'll out there fuckin laughing bitch it was real All we had to do was hustle I told em nigga do the music these bad times can't hold us I did everything from credit cards to bad checks to bank tellers Then we started dressin like goodfellas Dressin in NBA teams uniforms everyday of the week This nigga still doing fire music and I'm pushin ounces of weed on the street But we still ridin dirty and this old lady Caddy nigga one head light Fuckin around the club, killing rumors, where niggas die every night But we ain't trippin, we ain't got shit to lose Cause if I kill a nigga fuck it, our shit gon sell I know we got on Serv-On we on the news Yeah that's what we talkin bout. All you gotta do is catch one of your bitch ass niggas slippin. When I blast at that bitch that they talk with. [KLC] Chorus x2 [Mr. Serv On] So now I got my tape |
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