[Intro: Layzie Bone East 1999 Sample]
Day's when the year was '89
Little n*gga on the grind, gotta get mine, get mine
Day's when the year was '89
Little n*gga on the grind, gotta get mine doing my crime
Day's when the year was '89
Little n*gga on the grind, gotta get
Yeah (echoed)
[Skoote] Gotta get mine, get mine
[Chorus 1: Layzie Bone & Skoote] x2
Day's when the year was '89 little n*gga on the grind
Gotta get mine, get mine
Day's when the year was '89 little n*gga on the grind
Gotta mine doing my crime
Day's when the year was '89 little n*gga on the grind
Gotta get mine, get mine
Day's when the year was '89 little n*gga on the grind
Gotta mine doing my crime
[Verse: Skoote]
Uhh, I Keep the soap clean for the one's that lean
(WEED, PILLS, BLOW)
Sell everything like dope fiend
Word (Echoed)
I got dummies for dummies my n*gga this real
Big cuz say lil cuz watch your back dope fiends
Will kill my n*gga Yeah (Echoed)
And that's word to the wise, n*gga useful thinking
Damn (Echoed)
I realize straws ain't only used for drinking, Man (Echoed)
Wait for the first n*gga still no worrie's
n*gga's come here they leave in a hurry
She say Baltimore's a big cemetery
Shawty welcome to the zombie land (Echoed)
[Chorus 1: Layzie Bone & Skoote]
Day's when the year was '89 little n*gga on the grind
Gotta get mine, get mine
Day's when the year was '89 little n*gga on the grind
Gotta mine doing my crime
Day's when the year was '89 little n*gga on the grind
Gotta get mine, get mine
Day's when the year was '89 little n*gga on the grind
Gotta mine doing my crime
[Verse: J-Smallz]
6-9-85 when I first touched down I remember that day
1-9-9-5 when I first had pine you can blame that on Ray
Matter of fact you can blame that on Lay
Matter of fact you can blame that on K
With the strap we gon' bang around my way
The pack we gon' blaze that all day
Hood n*gga in the Lord's battalion
Gotta hood chick that's a baby stallion
All my n*gga's wolves and the pack is prowling
We lookin' for the lobster, steak with scallions
All my n*gga's smilin', stylin', wildin'
Dougie himself said we too fresh
Forever grindin' shinning ain't no stopping this is til' death
[Chorus 1: Layzie Bone & Skoote]
Day's when the year was '89 little n*gga on the grind
Gotta get mine, get mine
Day's when the year was '89 little n*gga on the grind
Gotta mine doing my crime
Day's when the year was '89 little n*gga on the grind
Gotta get mine, get mine
Day's when the year was '89 little n*gga on the grind
Gotta mine doing my crime
[Verse: Doejah Chronic]
Masterminds finness sh*t of them burning pilots
Get the paper then we blow it like land mines
Seen ghost sh*t off that white china no lobos hold up
n*ggas get a little bit of paper
Try to change the game but we in this b*tch
Big blunts on deck n*gga's stay zooted O.G in my dashboard
Prayin' I don't crash boy
n*gga this might be my last
I just hear'em saying that only on the way back low key
He just played his hand I don't trust them boy's that play
Your fan
These are the prophecies of a young n*gga
Get money weed I'm a dope dealer
Just remember me for always being realer
n*gga welcome to the murder land
[Chorus 1: Layzie Bone & Skoote] x4
Day's when the year was '89 little n*gga on the grind
Gotta get mine, get mine
Day's when the year was '89 little n*gga on the grind
Gotta mine doing my crime
Day's when the year was '89 little n*gga on the grind
Gotta get mine, get mine
Day's when the year was '89 little n*gga on the grind
Gotta mine doing my crime