95 Clinton Lyrics

95 Air Max like I'm a dope runner, hid the stash in the airbag, I crash, I'm a goner

The cash in the mattress, right above the monsters

94, Clinton, tryna put my niggas under

In the cell, just push-ups and the mail

Feel the hunger setting in, know these niggas is frail

Ain't got to wonder if they tell, put they ass in the air before they booked, everybody Mob Deep until these niggas get shook

Sometimes I feel I lived in the 90's like Play and Kid, hard to put the past behind me from the shit a nigga did

That's why I'm watchin' niggas round me and I'm watchin' who they with

Cause my past can presently, make sure my future don't exist

That's why I ridin with this stick, feel like Moses round his bitch

One wave, it'll split the crowd or a nigga wig

This for Noire, this for Nomi, for my girl, for my clique

The real is underrepresented, so for them I represent

For Dono, you my bro, till I die or world blow

This for Marco, I can't rest until they pay with what they owe

This that 9-5, SL-5, 500 Benz

With the 5%, 10 on the wind, 20 inch rims

Bumpin' Pac through the tweeters and tens, down I-10

Bad bitch with her hair in the wind, her and her friends

Let's take it back, back to the bend, where it begins

The era of the Clinton 95, till infinity

Cash flow, she gon' do it for the cash flow

Throw it up and bring it back home

She said, let me sit this ass on ya

She said, that's what I got ass fo'

She said, that's what I got ass fo'

Cash flow, he gon' spend all his cash flow

Throw it up and bring it back home

He said, let me throw this cash on ya

He said, that's what I got cash fo'

He said, that's what I got cash fo'

Cash flow, cash flow