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Correct Dem Days Lyrics
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Correct Dem Days
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Uh huh Birthdays (what we talkin' 'bout, Dae Dae?) Sometimes the worst days Sometimes we, we celebrate, right? This the celebration Birthday was the worst days Still ride with my shooters Hard day were them Latewood days I remember like it was motherfuckin' Tuesday Sign a deal that's that Diddy Hollywood I kept it real with my partner in the hood Money comin' I'm just stackin' on them gifts I ain't dodgin' I ain't runnin' from no nigga Latewood get a hoe down on A Street I was sellin' dope my daddy had the soda Yeah that trap was bangin' hard it was rollin' I was 14, everything I had was stolen I remember dark nights I had in that backway Couldn't nothing come through when I be in that backway (I remember) Young nigga walkin' with that fire on me (Glock) Only other thing he love to do is shoot dice Made my nigga got up on that brickwalk Ooh don't make him mad don't get him pissed off I remember the day they were them good days I can never get them Latewood days homie Birthday was the worst days Still ride with my shooters Hard day were them Latewood days I remember like it was motherfuckin' Tuesday Sign a deal that's that Diddy Hollywood I kept it real with my partner in the hood Money comin' I'm just stackin' on them gifts I ain't dodgin' I ain't runnin' from no nigga I remember hard days in that Latewood I remember dark days n' they feel good Ain't no time to parlay, make sure them key's good Know some niggas that'll ride for me on Boom street Know some niggas that'll die for me and lose for me Know some niggas that'll split the pie and shoot for me L-O-V-E, L-I-F-E, know we love life, over everything Nigga no jewelry on Im'ma still bling Bitch nigga turn that oven off, we got it hot up in this bitch Free Kant, Free Li'l Dida they got him ridin' in that bitch 15 years of his birthdays, them the worst days Birthday was the worst days Still ride with my shooters Hard day were them Latewood days I remember like it was motherfuckin' Tuesday Sign a deal that's that Diddy Hollywood I kept it real with my partner in the hood Money comin' I'm just stackin' on them gifts I ain't dodgin' I ain't runnin' from no nigga Birthdays were the worst days Still ride with my shooters Hard day with them Latewood days (Days days, days days)
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