Them days them days
It's just one of the days
Wait, before you come in here trippin
You can't be committing, you fit in or you get written up
Like what the f*ck I'm on another wave length
No class can't get my ass over the chain link
But that's a fat boys life
You show up late every day your eyes red higher than a kite You might listen for a little listen for a lot
You might even solve the riddle end up hating cops
That's alright though
Cuz they're people just like you and me
So cut the bullshit out like it was truancy
True indeed if I speak the truth it's fluency
Now step aside young buck as I influence the
Entire state of hip hop
I'm about to make this bitch pop
You're thinking I'm done well I think not
I'm feeling myself tonight
This shit don't happen often
You're picking a fight
Now pick a coffin
Cuz although I want peace
I can't be afraid of the world
Fear ain't living it's deceased
So live it up
Cuz we ought to have a ball
If not for bad luck I'd have no luck at all
On the bright side I was born Hispanic
Respect we don't ask Mexicans we demand it
Lodi dodi
We likes to party
We don't cause trouble
We don't bother nobody
We just like to kickback
Smoke a little herb
At times I'm obscene
Nothing that you've never heard
On the bright side
Them days them days
It's just one of the days
Wait, before you come in here trippin
You can't be committing, you fit in or you get written up Like what the f*ck I'm on another wave length
No class can't get my ass over the chain link
But that's a fat boys life
You show up late every day your eyes red higher than a kite You might listen for a little listen for a lot
You might even solve the riddle end up hating cops
That's alright though
Cuz they're people just like you and me
So cut the bullshit out like it was truancy
True indeed if I speak the truth it's fluency
Now step aside young buck as I influence the Entire state Of hip hop
I'm about to make this bitch pop
You're thinking I'm done well I think not I'm feeling myself Tonight
This shit don't happen often
You're picking a fight
Now pick a coffin
Cuz although I want peace
I can't be afraid of the world
Fear ain't living it's deceased
So live it up
Cuz we ought to have a ball
If not for bad luck I'd have no luck at all
On the bright side I was born Hispanic
Respect we don't ask Mexicans we demand it
Lodi dodi
We likes to party
We don't cause trouble
We don't bother nobody
We just like to kickback
Smoke a little herb
At times I'm obscene
Nothing that you've never heard