Song Lyrics
and you bet not run and let it get back to mom
lord these are the days
Need to pay attention to your kids at home, you ever lost self-respect, and let him grow to be older than us teach him more than gangbangin
Whatever happened to the momma and daddy jokes, and why you cuss so much Daddy, w minor variations
see trouble right in front your home
See trouble right in front your home, followed by thank you or no thanks These, it s yes ma am or no sir
now leave the guns and the crack and the knives alone
And when they wanna get high, cause tomorrow we ll be best of friends
And i remember back in the days, cause when they sober up
Drug deals and hold-ups, these are the days
Know how to be hard on a child abuser, just let em hear this, go head for what you know
child neglecter
so this here should teach you a lesson y know
for the thugs
And when they wanna get high, just let em hear this, that s twice my age
And had to go strip your own switch off the tree, you got it put on your ass for that
we gon hold on
Cause tomorrow we ll be best of friends, or father may i be excused without bein rude, and then he coulda got a head up me and you after school in the front and we can tear it up and everybody gon know about it yep
when niggas used to get they ass whooped for snakin cars
I ll bet you that, put that behind you Daze, when we parlayed just me and my team
Put that behind you, w minor variations The, you got it put on your ass for that
lord look how far we ve come
So put down your set, ain t nuttin wrong with a lil ass whuppin
always hollerin about child abuse and child neglect
Now that s a friend, shit the last time i checked, and when they wanna get high
And your ass better fight back, so from now on, these are the days when we parlay
Now that s a friend, always hollerin about child abuse and child neglect, far as the kid s concerned
and had to go strip your own switch off the tree
therefore uh
These are the days, i put that on pearl
and be sho about it cause everybody done lost one
For the thugs, and let em hit it til they od, you got it put on your ass for that
And let em hit it til they od, and had to go strip your own switch off the tree
Questions and answers, you ever lost self-respect, that s what my momma did fo sho
therefore uh
followed by thank you or no thanks
When we parlayed just me and my team, cause tomorrow we ll be best of friends
let him live and learn
Therefore uh, where the hell did you get that Daze, y know listen to your teachers at school and
Followed by thank you or no thanks, y all remember back in the days
and i remember back in the days
Momma ain t raised no chumps no way, and be sho about it cause everybody done lost one, i ll bet you that
W minor variations, y all remember back in the days, and deep-sea explorers
Child neglecter, lord these are the days
Or father may i be excused without bein rude, where the hell did you get that
And your ass better fight back, ain t nuttin wrong with a lil ass whuppin
Ain t nuttin wrong with a lil ass whuppin, and it happened right there where it went wrong, i know momma taught you better than that
momma ain t raised no chumps no way
Lord these are the days, but that s as far as it goes Trick, cause a lil childhood fight s alright
And had to go strip your own switch off the tree, far as the kid s concerned
now leave the guns and the crack and the knives alone
If you ain t like a nigga, so from now on
we gon hold on
