Grillin shit out of the fridge and we don't know how old,
Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold
And im consumed with the abilities of old age
See, welcome to fame where most of us is gon' change
Bout peppermint schnapps in junior high hit the block
The golden age of classic era old school hip hop,
That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win
From the cold water flats and the old public housing,
But she sure can get you high if the coke let her
Thirteen years old and know about the streets, hustler,
It all started back when i was only 16 years old.
You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold
Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him
Oh no, i'm 20 some odd years old and still a virgin
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