H.S.E. - Remember When lyrics

(feat. H.A.W.K, Mista Madd)

[talking]

Say L, hold these keys man

What kind of wheels is those brah

(man them boys got 20's dog, Lorenzos)

Man, I ain't never seen shining like that

Say H.A.W.K, what y'all use to do fool

When you was growing up

[H.A.W.K]

I use to sit and watch the Flinstones, Gucci rolls and herringbones

Bezel sets and baguettes, while talking on my cell phone

From Bo-Bo's to Air Macs, low cars to horse backs

Hoopties to Cadillacs, water guns to chrome gats

Levis to Guess jeans, black and white to big screens

Six by nine to 18's, Bumsalack to sipping lean

Regals with white walls, 20 inch with screens fall

Michael Jackson off the wall, to MJG and 8Ball

Screw house to wrecking flows, to BET on videos

Zig-zags and yellow bags, to Glad sacks and optimos

Fist fight to gun play, sawed-offs to a.k.'s

Spitting flows at talent shows, as the H-A-W-K

Riding on the Metros, pushing a six double O

Smoking cess to endo, fill it up with petro

Fixing on my lego, let go of my ego

Get in with my little bro, getting up when the rooster blow

[Lil Flip]

I remember Kangaroos and afro curls, always running after girls

Trying to sneak in Natural World, BB gun shooting at the squirrels

Candy red on tricycles, training wheels on bicycles

Sugar Daddy's, Pixie Stix, peppermints and side pickles

Loaded toes and Scooby Doo, some of the things we use to do

Roller skate now roller blades, Ivy Leagues to holding fades

Blow-Pop rings and diamond things, herringbones to bezeltines

Cadillacs to limousines, ironing jeans to being clean

GI Joes to Tonka toys, eating Willy Wonka boy

Riding in my uncle's car, wanting to become a star

Having dreams to be like Mike, hooping in my all black Nikes

Flying kites and shooting dice, sneaking in the movies twice

Staying up and watching Cops, walking outside in Michael socks

Being afraid of chicken pox, check my bowl on Magnavox

Running up and down my block, sweating cause the sun is hot

I use to ride the city bus, now I'm pulling Hummers out

[AP]

I remember brothers getting dumped off, in ditches and bayous

Boys gave head jobs, and all I saw was hairdo's

Pimps drove Lacs and dob hats, with chrome gats

Hustlers stack paper, with the players and macs

Police burns in the hood, because somebody just got jacked

Every girl I slam they call, I told em call me back

Haters got backhanded, because they were always talking smack

Instigators chit chat, and were known for spreading rumors

Ballers went from stabs, to buying more of consumers

I use to eat on tuna, now it's shrimp and caviar

I use to be a virgin, now I have menage tois

I use to drink on soda, now I'm sipping mixed with bar

I use to stay in the ghetto, now I'm a ghetto superstar

I recall when I couldn't rap, now my rap game's up to par

From then to now it's funny, Jabos to Armani

AP became a business man, that's all about his money

[Mista Madd]

Back in the days I was young, I'm not a kid anymore

But sometimes, I wish that I could be a kid again

I use to wear a swatch watch, now I only wear Movado

Went from bare foot on a bus, to holding keys to Monte Carlos

Now it's a big body Expedition, showing my naked ass provado

Went from hood to all good, shh playing a game like huh brah

Backyard nickel and dime that, now boys be moving birds

Use to carry my knife special, now it's gats and smoking sherm

Use to mix at house parties, freestyling to Whodini

Now I'm signing rappers to paid in full, eating shrimp and fetichini

Boy I use to ride big wheels, while wearing them Chuck Taylors

Now it's Jordans, Air Macs, even pink-green gators

Use to be sneaking in Lover's Land, or at the drive-in movies

Now it's Tinsel Town or Motel 6, where this hoe can do me

Use to watch freestyle the man, or Rap City on BET

Now I star in sitcoms, movies and got my own video show on t.v., what

[Redd]

Should of seen it I was right there, when a problem jumped off

Rounds got dumped off, leaving niggas bumped off

Always trying to get the hook up, leaving your girl shook up

Women breaking my pager, phone line you can't look up

We had ice on us, merchandise on us

Busting at other hoods, when they had a price on us

Listening to flow tapes, people saying rewind it

Pulling out my piece, and bystanders get blinded

From winter to summer time, there wasn't no leaving our block

When the laws made it hot, we was freezing our block

Man we got enough money, to make my neck look pretty

Cause we done made enough money, to make my check look pretty

Rapping at talent shows, saying phrase too frequent though

Niggas talk about Fasachi, we roll that in Regal though

Seein niggas Redd capping on, the comedy bout my chaperone

My dress code is casual, but all of a sudden I'm valuable

[talking]