88 88 88 88
You know they gon' say what diggy know 'bout 88
Well I know this much they made a lotta money back then
and that's what mine lookin' like
Aye little its diggy got the key to the city
Check my family tree you know my uncle taught diddy
Who turned around and taught biggy and biggy taught jigga
So u can just imagine what he teaching me n***a
My top down in the winter my door up in the summer i pulled up to the light and drove off with a number 88 is the number like michel ervin no presevering my hugur know they like were did he come from i got two years in and a couple month
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