Be Like That

Once upon a time, I knew a nigga, let's call him Bobby

He used to hold doors for old ladies in the lobby

And getting into trouble wasn't really in his hobbies

Then he ran into reality and there went lil Bobby

Started listening to Rocky

Young nigga, cocky

Think he Boricua cause the girlies call him papi

Now he riding with the shottys

And the shotgun shells in the backseat

They pack heat. Don't care bout a rap sheet

They sliding down that street and this street

And your street if you talking foul