IGNACIO

I'm on that South Side Street, hoppin' roof to roof

Used to have it gold tooth, lost it, now it's coffee stained

But I still floss it, no braces, cause my face is mine

I been blessed, bitch, you look like Carl Thomas in the face

I'm at the Hip Hop Summit with the little glasses, big pants

Waiting for the DJ to put on Hammer Dance I'm from the Bay where the youngins do the

banger dance And break windows, steal valuables, sell

them to Ignacio I love my city like them white people love

the carne asada nachos I used to cheer for Ralph Macchio when he

did the Swan Kick Compact presario combo at my mom's crib