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Classic Video (MV)




Performed By: Cst Scooter
Length: 2:51
Written by: Randell Jackson




Cst Scooter - Classic Lyrics




Guess you can say I was made for it
Crown fit me tailored
Test me AR, ER, ICU
DOA when I see you
Yellow tape when I hit booth that boy serious
Drop top when I'm in coupe
Bout to do it big gimme loot homie the loot
If I say it she pop it off like I'm unc luke
If it's drama n wild'n out all my dawgs gone shoot
Catch me my C's up like I'm unc snoop
3 or 4 gold chains shit look like a noose
Grindin hard staying low tryna stay off of the news
Can't let em see you snooze
Or give em a blues clue
A who's who
The difference between them n you
The shit was unbearable, how he say he f*ckin wit you?

I just wanna make classics for the people
Take my time and give the classics to the people
Be sumn classic for the people
Just make classic shit
I just wanna make classics for the people
Take my time and give the classics to the people
Be sumn classic for the people
Just make classic shit

I only got classics for the people
I only got magic for people
First they hate you then they love you then they hate again
That's why I only got love for my brethren
Talkin crazy I'm pop up outside ya mother crib
In the crib wit the 5th like bra-man
And my choppa stststutter like duhdah-man
Started in the gutta then a nigga started to bubble when
I started skipping town wit my cousin nem
Maneuvered through the sewer that I grew up in
Congress nigga don't you ever test the covenant
No new friends me n my niggas like brothers fam
Mind on the money don't think about nothing other than
Rap don't work I'm in ya pockets like Uncle Sam
Rap don't work I'm kickin doors n bustin heads
But when yo shit this sick why would you second guess
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Guess you can say I was made for it
Crown fit me tailored
Test me AR, ER, ICU
DOA when I see you
Yellow tape when I hit booth that boy serious
Drop top when I'm in coupe
Bout to do it big gimme loot homie the loot
If I say it she pop it off like I'm unc luke
If it's drama n wild'n out all my dawgs gone shoot
Catch me my C's up like I'm unc snoop
3 or 4 gold chains shit look like a noose
Grindin hard staying low tryna stay off of the news
Can't let em see you snooze
Or give em a blues clue
A who's who
The difference between them n you
The shit was unbearable, how he say he f*ckin wit you?

I just wanna make classics for the people
Take my time and give the classics to the people
Be sumn classic for the people
Just make classic shit
I just wanna make classics for the people
Take my time and give the classics to the people
Be sumn classic for the people
Just make classic shit

I only got classics for the people
I only got magic for people
First they hate you then they love you then they hate again
That's why I only got love for my brethren
Talkin crazy I'm pop up outside ya mother crib
In the crib wit the 5th like bra-man
And my choppa stststutter like duhdah-man
Started in the gutta then a nigga started to bubble when
I started skipping town wit my cousin nem
Maneuvered through the sewer that I grew up in
Congress nigga don't you ever test the covenant
No new friends me n my niggas like brothers fam
Mind on the money don't think about nothing other than
Rap don't work I'm in ya pockets like Uncle Sam
Rap don't work I'm kickin doors n bustin heads
But when yo shit this sick why would you second guess
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Writer: Randell Jackson
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