remember me

Lyrics

, say, weezy, can. they remember. me?, lil' wee. zy, make 'em remember ya, nigga, let these niggas know your background, nigga, let 'em know your background!, let 'em know how you've been for a while, all i was taught was murder murder, kill drama, and nothin' less, i strap tha smith-wess, and bust. it in they chest, i had ta hustle hustle hustle hustle, had ta struggle for success, hid grams in girls' breasts, stick bricks. under they dress, them niggas there with me fooli', me, i'm full of that dilly, hope when i catch them slippin', him and they daddy's trippin', shorty can hold it down, shorty be totin' rounds, smellin' like a pound on school grounds, shorty, wow, hair. all over my head, bandana 'round my brain, eyes bloodshot red, briches down to my legs, guns up in my trench, when niggas playin', they get drenched, my pockets is full of lead, so, nigga, stay off tha ben, i'm young with bad nerves, since i lost my partna, i've been troubled, hurt in this 'burb, so i'on't even hesitate ta leave 'em on tha curb, and wet dem niggas' shirt, nigga, get 'em full of birds, tell them niggas, geezy!, remember he? tha little g, never die, took one to tha chest, but weeze wee never die, remember he? tha little g, never die, have b.geezy on his side, so weezy wee never die, lil' weezy wee. had ta steal, hustle, and jack, weezy wee roll with k's, glocks, and mac's, tha little g, he was raised keepin' it real, that's my lil' nigga, i taught him to get it how he live, nigga, look, look, that time i forgot tha bills, ain't been home in two weeks, macita lookin' for me, tha word all over tha streets, well, shiiit! i love my momma, but all i got ta offer is drama, and many problems, i lay back in tha cut, these niggas out and i rob 'em, they ain't spin around here, we all alone on my block like nobody live 'round here, tha lights got cut off at my house, and now i'm lookin' for a win-dow, i can't see it, i'ma drop my pile on tha floor, they got some niggas stuntin' in benz, hey man, them boys ain't riders, {gun cocks} hand it over, partna, my feet done got tired, well, picture this, i gotta corner this ole nigga address, he said he got that work, and needed me ta meet 'im there, nigga, take your roly down with somethin' shady, daddy, within a week he changed his mind, and. received tha package, oh well. back to tha drawin' board, cowards start hollerin' 'cause they know i'm comin' for it, lemme tell 'em, you remember that there nigga use ta be thuggin' it out, blunt in his mouth, would stay passed up in a drought, run in your house, "lay down! nobody move!, tell that slut go get your stash, and empty your pockets, fool!", that's how it was. crime, struggle, drivin' for scrubs, lots of thugs. make niggas come ta answer them up, some niggas choose ta come back to me, ride around my set for me, my lights off that thing 'cause i got that sks with me,!okay!, listen, all you ballin' niggas betta!relocate!, 'cause, see, ya'll got it, i gotta make my cheese!rotate!, right now i'm doin' bad, so just give me with whatever you have, my stomach hurt, i need a bag, i'm street-livin'. week for week, no-sleep livin', look outside ya window in tha mornin', your jeep missin', my heat sizzlin', i'm ready ta sweep these niggas, geezy. make 'em remember weezy, nigga!, look, remember that?, wuz up, i remember you, nigga, we go way back ta true story, nigga, ya heard, me, look, you don't remember me?, i remember ya, nigga, i was. i was a bad dog. highly, grove 17, off top, nigga