1998 Maxo Kream (Ft. Joey Bada$$)

[Intro]
Yeah!
How you feel?
Great!
You feel alright?

[Chorus: Maxo Kream]
Wake up early, trapping late
Serving niggas by the gates
Shooting dice, I let 'em skate
Six and eight, they running mates
Getting money I'ma Baghdad
These bitches, they Kuwait
Gave my workers four pounds, told 'em bring me 98
Matching Fubu with the Bape, that was back in '98
20 dollars for the drank, that was back in '98
Starchy jeans and Screw Tapes, that was back in '98
Got a hundred round drum, hit your ass with 98

[Verse 1: Maxo Kream]
Blowing O Dogs like Larenz Tate
Running your mouth like Crest Colgate
Run in your house, if I want I'm a take
Take everything but the sink and fishtank
My dick ain't free, I'ma make a bitch pay
Shoot a nigga up with the Mac 90k
Nintendo 64, we don't play 2k
Prank call phone, Motorola two-ways
25 lighters, got a pocket full of stone
Don't call my phone if you not a yellow-bone
I'm an H-town nigga, so I need extra dome
Keep a deuce of the screw, double cup, styrofoam
Drop a lot of Molly 'cause I get it by the key
For the sherm heads, got the PCP
My boys go pop, I ain't talkin' Backstreet
My guns go pop and the bullets in sync
Stay comin' down, always Po'd up
Blowing Orange OJ, oh say Bronc-o
Drop a four with a bar in a p. soda
Jamming on a grey tape, got me screwed up
Round '98, I was seven 7 or 8
Bad then a bitch I was in the second grade
Had a southside fade with four ways
Running outside fucking up my new J's
Right around the same time, I done sold my first bike
Sitting on the porch chillin' in the front yard
Go hard or go home, everyday had to fight
Whoop a nigga ass for some Pokemon cards
WWF x PAC went hard
Running round school telling my teacher to suck it
Momma used to whoop my ass real hard
Act a damn fool when I'm out in public