96 Bullz (Intro) ft. Pac North Lyrics

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