Tonalité : F# minor•
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Verse 1
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Take me
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back to the old school
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Where we can party, party
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Old school I am,
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and I'll be low can play OG
Roll a diggy, got another nickname
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by the name of Bugsy
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Oh, now hug me,
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show a n***a a little bit of love
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M .O .B., mob shit,
never said didn't tell you what
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Been in Oakland 25, that's some change
Held my ground when I was three
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and my momma passed away
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I made it okay, n***a,
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if she see me now
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Boy, I betcha,
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I bet her ass would be so proud
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But now it's time, baby, to party -arty
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Call up my crew for honey,
that's everybody
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Put it down like a man,
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got ten hoes in the back
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Of the Cadillac thrown down
just like that, that
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Ain't no change just because it's 1997,
man
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Since 84, had a little hope
Since 86, been in the mix
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Then 88, called the case
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All over the night, now nobody can find it
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Just re miniscing about this shit
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Old school, bitch
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Take me back
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To the old school
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Where we can party, arty
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All we want to
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Take me back
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To the old school
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Where we can party, arty,
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all we want to do
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I'm remembering when
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I was with my daddy
in the white, oh white, stink, rape bed
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With the T -tops that go pop, two pops,
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both of us just looking clean
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He's out the window spitting a P,
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that's where I learned that G -A -M -E
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He was a P .I. and I was cool to the fact
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When he let the ladies get in the car
and I had to sit on them sexy laps,
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of course I grabbed
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Before that, I pulled a smelly pinch
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and all that led to is a little P
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Oops, you missed,
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you went for the cheek,
you hit my lips
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And Lil' Vep pullin' moves
and don't forget this old school
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Things that are done deal,
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things that are done deal
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Since I'm older now,
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it's something that I tell my kids
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Real, nobody can be much more real
You say you are,
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you're probably the Iron Man,
made out of steel
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See, my pops taught me the real route
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Always lookin', suckin' the eye,
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who you talkin' bout, bout?
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Take me back to the old school
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Where we can party, arty, all we want to
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Take me back to the old school
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Where we can party, arty,
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all we want to
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Before compact kids see with shit like this
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I can think way back to my
papa's 8 -track
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Flamin' through the door
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with more C's than we
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They smoke brown boogie down
but they keep some keys
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Psy chedelic on the wall,
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the strobe light ball
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Party all night, with no fuss and fight
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One time, I caught my uncle
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on my auntie's thing
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He pulled me to the side,
slipped a nigga some change
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Now I'm off to the ball,
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coast clear so far
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Hope mommy don't trip,
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if I steal a sip
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Reminiscing on the vision
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way back in the ways
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Coming clear through my mind
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like it was yesterday
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But shit changed,
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hoping it remain the same
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Extending ingredients to the game,
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it started in the old
But when I reminisce,
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I'll reminisce about Drew Bruce
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I'm 45, fool, I've been like this,
now take me back to the old school
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Take me back to the old school
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Where we can party, arty, all we want to
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Take me back to the old school
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Where we can party, arty, all we want to
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Take me back to the old school
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Where we can party, arty, all we want to
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Take me back to the old school
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Where we can party, arty,
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all we want to
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