I Ain’t Forget lyrics

[Intro (talking)]
Whoo! Haha, yeah!
Uh, this is how I put it down on the M-I
Can I, talk to y'all n*ggas for a second
Feel me, ya know I mean?
I want y'all n*ggas to get y'all Coronas, yeah
Get y'all muh'f*ckin dutches, light y'all muh'f*ckin haze up
Grab y'all yak ya know I'm sayin
Get some Courvoisier and all that, some cranberry
Matter fact take that sh*t straight cause I need n*ggas to feel me on this
Ya know what I mean?
Listen, listen

[Verse One]
Yo, I don't think you understand what I mean
When I aks you to Walk Witt Me, I got the hawk wit me
No talk wit me, in the yard wit my di*kies (whoo!)
Young but I remind you of somebody in the sixties
I knew it was on when our God was shown
But I was caught up in the mix of some glittery sh*t
A.T. him and Mase makin' mils wit it (damn!), I ain't mad
But that sh*t wasn't me (nah), had to get up off that
Jewelry and Cristal, couldn't talk that
They my n*ggas though, I ain't mad, I ain't hatin'
To this day him and Busta got the best show (word up)
Ya know I'm sayin' yo f*ck yo yo yo, yo feel me though
Back wit my n*ggas, Double R
Before X blew it up, before Eve was a star
We are the streets, they couldn't wait for it
Interscope couldn't wait to get a plate for it
Grammy night, couldn't wait to get a date for it
Not, we sold over gold
Finally reached platinum status and near that is
Still in the hood, still tryin' to learn the biz
Jadakiss dropped a solo they lovin' his voice
I'm lovin' his sh*t but the hood thought it was moist
Styles P dropped Gangsta and a Gentleman
Hard, no need to speak but the promotion was weak
Sheek never had solo plans
Till I dropped a freestyle in the studio with some a my mans
Lobson tweaked that, Mario leaked that
Your sh*t hot you could bring the muhf*ckin streets back
Nah, I dunno I'm just tryin' get a label
Sit behind the desk you know, watch a lil' cable
Put my lil' man out, throw a few grand out
Get into some pop music, put a rock band out
Got wit my n*gga K, Kool and Whop
Green Lantern had my sh*t on the block (Hold me down)
Killed it in Flex now these labels tryin' to jump on our c*ck
If we could get Sheek album we'll sign D-Block
P and Kiss was like f*ck that we gettin' you off
We up in there, the rest of these labels is soft
Mario had a meetin' or two
Brought us to the U-N-I-V-E-R-S-A-L, what up Sue?
Y'all aks for it now I hit you in the head
I will sleep in my bed you don't woke the dead
Feel me you keep truttin' I'm a hit you wit the lead
And leave your whole sh*t flatter than the first broke head
Thanks to y'all n*ggas it couldn't be
Without Envy, Whoo Kid, Kool Kid and Ron G
My n*gga Enuff, S&S, Capone
Chubby Chub, Sight for Sound and it's on
[Outro (talking)]
Wordup this street sh*t right here mayn
Ya know I mean?
I love y'all n*ggas dawg
Y'all made a lot of sh*t possible
I gave y'all the heat, y'all distributed the sh*t
Y'all bumped that sh*t, y'all had faith in this sh*t
That's why I love y'all sh*t
Whatever y'all need I got y'all n*ggas dawg
D-Block. That's street promotion right there man
Na mean? Real respect real, hood respect hood
Gangsta respect gangsta, gangsta got no love for pus*y
Yeah, Vinnie Idol, ha ha, Vinnie
This sh*t is knockin daddy, yo da next one
It's on. Yeah, D-Block!
I love y'all n*ggas. One
Whoo!