1997

[Verse 1]

I be that nigga always wearing something clean for the groupies

Looking like Caine but nah this is a not a movie

Cell phones up, tell them girls to shoot me

All I hear is "yea bitch that's Dom can you excuse me"

Leimert Park legend, I used to bump that Snoopy

Had some iceberg and I used to want that Coogi

Back in 97 man my uncle wore the Gucci

And he rocked Polo, and he wore the Stussy

I am no marine but these niggas do salute me

Catch me on Pico, I am like the Lucy's

Give it to em raw, I am like the sushi

I hate how rappers use the term "fresh" so loosely

Bad ass nigga, I am like Boosie

But that just might have went over yo head like a kufi

If I was a DJ, I would be Brucie

Or any of them niggas Biggie shouted out on "Juicy"

Sometime I get chose, but you can say I'm choosy

And if you want to keep her then you should not introduce me

25th hour, that was introducing

Roll wit the winners girl cause I ain't into losing

Talking Crenshaw king, that's what we be cruising

Get my point across, so I never have to prove it

Squab wit a nigga, I ain't into shootin

This is not the army but them niggas is recruiting

Hardwood floors, but we don't be hooping

When them boxes touch touch down, then we gon' move it

Maybe out to Compton, just like St. Louis

Sugar 16's, nigga watch how I do this yeah I studied this game

I'm a student, but now everyday they call my name and I be truant

UCLA, I'm a bruin

And all them plans you made, I'm a ruin

Your whole rap career, it is ruined

And everybody say "damn Dom you shouldn't do it"

I'm the number one pick, that's Ewing

No one said I would make it, but somehow I always knew it

And I'm running this game, that's stupid

I write like Eric, yeah that's ruthless

These hoes so Ashanti, that's foolish

I'm good on the track, Carl Lewis

All these rap critics always asking for some new shit

Tell em go buy it and they never do shit

I fuck with FutureStreet, but dawg this my new shit

You say I'm bout to really B-L-O-W shit

[Hook x2]

In 1997, I wrote my first rhyme

"I wanna marry you" is what I told my first dime

Had my first drink, rolled my first dime

And I knew I was that nigga for the very first time

[Outro]

Said and I ain't never left, I tell em I ain't never left

Just tell em I ain't never left, tell em I ain't never left