96 Bullz (Intro) (feat. Pac North)

Yeah
Im feeling like two three nigga i cant miss
Starting to see that dreams man they really do exist
Im on the road to glory and i cant miss this trip
If you talk to me you know exactly what it is

Lets take it back to 96
Snapbacks and fly kicks fly whips
You know them years when jordan was the shit
He had the game on lock im arguing with my pops
It was whalley ave days in the basement they couldn't stop
Talking bout who better but damn we knew better
When that jersey came you know it was new era
This new era will never understand the hype that came with it
I'm with my brother pac north this shit won't be the same nigga god damn
When them jordans came out shit i felt like the man
I was running home to play nba jam
Had that sega genesis sitting right on that stand i aint really have no plan yeah
Just a young nigga with a attitude
Momma ready send my ass to a boarding school
I had to keep calm and play it cool
If i didn't then my ass would surely lose
Post up lean back post move spin trap i know these moves gone get me racks
So i sit back and i learn
Sometimes you gotta be patient and wait your turn
Respect Aint given my nigga that shit earned
I use every lost as a lesson learned
Them old relationships you gotta let them burn
But please make room cause nigga its my turn
Its my turn yea yeah yeah its my turn

And im back like
And im back like
And im back like
And im back like 96
Summer ave days it was 96 a dollar in my pocket weather hot it was wild lit
Im saving every buck being honest had to really go big and dominate like giannis
Little man had dreams and what i mean to myself imma promise
Imma stack it till it fall from the sky and
Hit the store copped a quarter juice and a cake to myself had to think
On decisions wether not i would go and buy chips casino on my chips
I had to get to work like a time slip and you'll never get it back like the time spent
Years on the time shift im shifting on the gears like i drive stick
I need a quarter millie on my wrist never slipping on my time
Im really on the floor like a baseline my lines are never based on the time spent
So i had to take mine
I really had to billy my jeans and substitute it for the money
With dry lent i never be dry since
Fast forward the years on my life i was given
I went through some trials but im blessed with a vision
I visioned some cars couple houses a business
We brought it together we bound for collision
But we got the drop on them niggas thats dripping
Keep low on the hype make em talk make em listen
Get cooked like a stove if you play with the kitchen
We 96 bulls on the court with the pivot i



Credits
Writer(s): Nate Brooks
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