Dom Kennedy - 1997 lyrics

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Dom Kennedy - 1997 lyrics

[Verse:] I be that n***a always wearing something clean for the groupies Looking like Caine but nah this is a not a movie Cell phones up, tell them girls to shoot me All I hear is "yea b**h that's Dom can u excuse me" Leimert Park legend, I used to bump that Snoopy Had some iceberg and I used to want that Coogi Back in 97 man my uncle wore the Gucci And he rocked Polo, and he wore the Stussy I am no marine but these n***as do salute me Catch me on Peco, I am like the Lucy's Give it to em raw, I am like the sushi I hate how rappers use the term "fresh" so loosely Bad a** n***a, I am like Boosie But that just might have went over yo head like a kufi If I was a DJ, I would be Brucey Or any of them n***as Biggie shouted out on juicy Sometime I get chose, but u can say I'm choosy And if u want to keep her then u should not introduce me, 25th hour, that was introducing Roll with the winners girl cause I ain't into losing Talking Crenshaw king, that's what we be cruising Get my point across, so I never have to prove it Squab with a n***a, I ain't into shootin This is not the army but them n***as is recruiting Hardwood floors, but we don't be hooping When them boxes touch touch down, then we gon' move it Maybe out to Compton, just like St. Louis Sugar 16's, n***a watch how I do this yeah I studied this game I'm a student, but now everyday they call my name and I be truant UCLA, I'm a bruin And all them plans you made, I'm a ruin Your whole rap career, it is ruined And everybody say "damn Dom you shouldn't do it" I'm the number one pick, that's Ewing No one said I would make it, but somehow I always knew it And I'm running this game, that's stupid I write like Eric, yeah that's ruthless These hoes so Ashanti, that's foolish I'm good on the track, Carl Lewis All these rap critics always asking for some new sh**, tell em go buy it And they never do sh**, I f** with FutureStreet But dawg this my new sh**, you say I'm bout to really B-L-O-W sh** [Hook:] In 1997, I wrote my first rhyme, "I wanna marry you" is what I told my first dime Had my first drink, rolled my first dime, and I knew I was that first n***a for the very first time [x2] And said I ain't never left, tell em I ain't never left

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