Young Guru - 30 Something (Remix) lyrics

Jay-Z: You ain't got enough stamps in your pa**port to f** with Young H.O Ice Cube: Don Dada Jay-Z: International Ice Cube: Papa Doc Ice Cube: What up, Jay? Jay-Z: Show young boys how to do this thing Ice Cube: You know me, Ice Cube I'm like a Glock, n***a, I always got a hot sixteen, knamean? [Verse 1: Andre 3000] I was a young lad of seventeen My life had yet to show its ugly face Only a pretty façade, hey God, it's me Remember three, thousand The one who used to pray to be a rapper My child's in the third grade His favorite rapper wasn't rapping 'til he heard me I wasn't rapping till I heard something called Eric B And Rakim's Paid in Full Rap is really getting paid in full So full that the kids don't go to school In hopes of becoming one of us The only requirement is you bust Now college is looking slim, product is hooking them Before their brains fully develop, they get enveloped by the the vision tele The television tells them their vision Now it's hard for them to make decisions without feeling Uncool, unschooled, thumb rule Rule of thumb, you can't be dumb I wish I would've studied abroad Well I studied a broad and she studied me back And my course was hard That was that, this is this, listen up 'Cause all I'm saying is If thirty's the new twenty, thirty's the new twenty for them wheels as well They looking for that mic or some pills to sell While the girls are steady graduatin' n***a's standin' on the corner hatin', debatin' 'Well, should I get the new J's or the Kobe's?' And they rollin' so they wide awake for four days Huh, I'm a G-entleman, let's get reacquainted I am Andre Benjamin [Hook: Jay-Z] I used to let my pants sag, not givin' a f** Baby boy, now I'm all grown up I used to cruise the used car lot, put chrome on the truck Baby boy, now I'm all grown up I used to play the block like that I used to carry knots like that Now I got black cards, good credit and such Baby boy, 'cause I'm all grown up, ha [Verse 2: Jay-Z] Y'all roll blunts, I smoke Cubans all day Y'all young'uns chase, I'm Patron'n it straight I like South Beach but I'm in St. Tropez Y'all drink Dom, but not Rose' Hey, ya chick shop at the mall My chick burning down Bergdorf's Comin' back with Birkin bags Your chick is like, 'What type of purse is that?' I'm from the era where n***as don't snitch You from the era where snitchin' is the sh** I'm afraid of the future Y'all respect the one who got shot, I respect the shooter Y'all go to parties to ice grill I go to parties to party with nice girls Young boys gotta chill, thirty's the new twenty, n***a, I'm so hot still [Hook] I used to let my pants sag, not givin' a f** Baby boy, now I'm all grown up I used to cruise the used car lot, put chrome on the truck Baby boy, now I'm all grown up Yeah, we used to ball like that Now we own the ball team, holla back Now I got black cards, good credit and such Baby boy, 'cause I'm all grown up, ha [Verse 3: Ice Cube] Jay-Z, what can a young motherf**a tell me About the LAPD, about the air that we breathe Nothin', nada, zero, zilch I want tits for fun, you want tits for milk I'm all leather and silk, your f**in' T-shirt look like a quilt Playground king, climb the monkey bars that I built Thirty's the new twenty, Phantom's the new Bentley n***a, don't tempt me, I'll bury you up in Tempe (Westside) And if I catch a ghost rider, tie him to a tree, gasoline like the lighter Burn, you motherf**in' biter Treat you like George Bush treat Al-Qaeda This is Guantanamo, think I'm a hoe I made the honor roll, mixed with Geronimo (Yay, yay) Before this mic we'll pa**, learn how to wipe your nose before you wipe your a** West Coast Yeah, puttin' it down, n***a You know, ha Ice Cube, the pyroclastic flow Ha, it never slow down, n***a I used to let my pants sag, not givin' a f** Baby boy, now I'm all grown up I used to cruise the used car lot, put chrome on the truck Baby boy, now I'm all grown up I used to play the block like that I used to carry knots like that Now I got black cards, good credit and such Baby boy, 'cause I'm all grown up, ha