remember yesterday

good loving

good love

good loving

good love

good loving

is so hard to find

i met you woman

and i just can't get enough

yeah

and if you want some this

care right now now now now

waiting

waiting

waiting

waiting on youuuu you you. remember remember remember remember yesterday

do you remember remember remember remember yesterday?

do you remember remember remember remember yesterday?

do you remember remember remember remember yesterday?

you know it ain't nothin like family

y'all nigga my dogs

and we gon' be there 'til the end of the road

and stay on the mission to get this dough

cause we are family

you know we been trues

you know what we've been through

we've got nothin to lose

y'all call my name and i'll be there

dawg they done lost they mind

thinkin bone will divide up and throw this whole vibe away

but we are every day people

every day people

we just niggaz doin what we've got to do

uh-huh

uh-huh

but still we've got to be united

and try to fight it

lay down

get down!

you know we really done broke these niggaz down

ain't nobody been through what we've been through

ain't nobody gon' watch your back like i do

it's an every day thang

over +crept and we came+

feelin this game

servin this up

that's really that murder mayne

how i rhyme and i flow

i get it straight from my thuggstaz

when i die i really wanna go right next to my thuggstaz

cleveland

cleveland is where i come from

come from

leavin

leavin

that's how we came up

ooh

and can't nobody believe it; yes

you better believe it

trendsetters in this game and we really ain't leavin

with all my dogs

just admit that we are raw

with all of y'all behind us we will never fall

all-oh-all-oh-all-oh-all-oh-all

and nigga let the world go around and around

livin out in this strugglin

hustlin just to get down

some of us need a memoir

and some of us need the crowd

children of the underground

remember how we clowned havin fun

rippin and runnin around town

so dumb

but where we from means anything and a gun

sounds that they hear in the suburbs

and chirpin they birds

my nigga chirpin the suburbian

on the curb

layzie he was rollin up the herb

so superb that ya beat is twirkin

a little nigga earned

feelin broke 'til the motherfucker still splurgin

snatchin purses and sellin dubs and twurkin

twurkin

twurkin

i was talkin in the church

in the church

in the church

and then everybody dressed up

and you know they was perpin

they perpin

they perpin

they not knowin

they not knowin

knowin