[Verse One] We seen Suge still thug in the game 2Pac shoot a cop, beat the rap now we lovin' his name Seen Pun spit fat like his stomach Him and Joe packin' a Mac in the back of the black 600 We crowned Rakim the king Cause he was callin' us 'Gods' and 'Earths', then n***as came with the bling bling It was a very sad thing I seen an eight year old with cubic zirconia's in his ring Callin' some little girls "b**hes" By the look on they faces, it made that little simple word sound vicious I told shorty "apologize" When he said "why?" The little girl with the braids she had started to cry I said, "When you grow up, what you gon' be?" He said, "A Pimp like C" What happened to Trapper John MD? Y'all f**in' with the wrong MC I'm on a song with MJB cause none of y'all stronger than me [Hook] I love hip hop Set out in the park We used to do it out in the dark Any place that said my name, it rang an alarm Otherwise known as little Saigon I love hip hop Set out in the dark We used to do it out in the park Every place that said my name, it rang an alarm Otherwise known as little Saigon [Verse Two] I said I did it again Came with a new way to spit it again And sh** it again Lyrically you can not compare a n***a to them I was on another level since The Roc was a pebble Back when the Aftermath was just an argument Since Das EFX/Def squiggidy squashed sh** I was hot when you wasn't I was hot when Slick Rock shot his cousin Before the fake thuggin' Back when n***as was still eatin' that other meat Back when Kid N Play was kickin' each other feet I was a snotty nosed kid runnin' the street Just kickin' my little raps with my son on the beat Like {beat boxing} I used to rap with no track, just a couple of that In the huh, something turned me into a thug And to this day, I don't know what it was