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  • 作曲 : Caston, James, Ridley ...
    Nah, yeah, yeah leave the hissin' in, don't take the hissin' out
    We gon' keep this one all the way gangsta
    I mean, you mutha ******as don't realize
    How real this *******t is man
    I mean, people always gonna try
    And get over on you but protect what's yours
    Protect your family, protect what's right
    Ya digThe story starts off, lil' boy black in the ghetto
    No matter what he does it's back to the ghetto
    No choice but to adapt to the ghetto
    So he adapts to the ghetto
    Yes, the crack and the metal
    He takes no days off, for gettin' his ******* off
    He ran back and forth so much he pissed
    Jose offNow,
    Jose was the ******* boss
    Straight from
    Columbia, his ******* soft
    But Jose was out ******' his sister
    Hittin' Shorty off 'cuz he had love for his sister
    And Shorty had no love for his sister'
    Cuz sister would sniff up everythin'
    Jose gives her
    But Shorty had a plan for 'em both'
    Cuz he was good at handlin' coke so
    Jose liked him
    Problem was, he was pitchin' for the dudes down the street
    You know,
    CJ, Big Boo and
    MelekeMeleke was a killa,
    Boo was a killa
    CJ, well, he's just anotha ******
    But, despite the fact, they didn't like the fact
    That he was close to
    Jose and he might just rat
    And bein' that he was a ******* and he ain't know when it's here
    They set it up to get him there 'n hit him there
    But Shorty was smart, so before they got to load up 'n spark
    He said, "Hold up my heart, please"
    Then he said, "Please, look up in my bag, there's cook up in my bag"
    It's all good up in my bag
    And there's more where that came from
    It get it from
    Jose, believe me it's more where that came from
    Yea, he had 'em lost in the game one
    They let him go thinkin' that he would let 'em know
    Where Jose was keepin' the heavy coke
    But instead he told
    Jose 'bout that
    And we all know
    Jose 'bout that
    Next thing we know we see
    Jose slouch back, what?
    In a chair like there's no way out that, nope
    He said, "Shoot 'em I'ma blow they house backNext day he sent the 2-way out town"
    And somebody blew they house down
    Jose think
    Shorty on his side
    But he don't know
    Shorty on his side, word
    So Shorty called, "Jose, like listen, it's goin' downI need more *******, bring it"
    So they met up, it was a set up
    Guess who?
    CJ, Meleke and
    Boo sped up
    You shoulda seen the look on
    Jose's face
    You neva seen a look on no man's face
    Told him no man's great and it's no man's place
    To ****** with no man's fam
    Then he said, "Where's my sister before I kill you?"
    The endThe story's over man
    They all kinda end like that sometime man, ya dig
    You see, I told this story 'cause man
    I kinda feel like, every hood, everybody
    Everybody's gotta lil' boy fresh around them somewhere
    Whether it's right next door, across the hall
    Up the block, down the block, around the corner, hey
    I mean, you see, you see we all see the same *******t
    Just through different eyes
    You surprised?
    Don't be man, it's just real *******t
    Holla at ya boy dip set, aye
  • 作曲 : Caston, James, Ridley ...
    Nah, yeah, yeah leave the hissin' in, don't take the hissin' out
    We gon' keep this one all the way gangsta
    I mean, you mutha ******as don't realize
    How real this *******t is man
    I mean, people always gonna try
    And get over on you but protect what's yours
    Protect your family, protect what's right
    Ya digThe story starts off, lil' boy black in the ghetto
    No matter what he does it's back to the ghetto
    No choice but to adapt to the ghetto
    So he adapts to the ghetto
    Yes, the crack and the metal
    He takes no days off, for gettin' his ******* off
    He ran back and forth so much he pissed
    Jose offNow,
    Jose was the ******* boss
    Straight from
    Columbia, his ******* soft
    But Jose was out ******' his sister
    Hittin' Shorty off 'cuz he had love for his sister
    And Shorty had no love for his sister'
    Cuz sister would sniff up everythin'
    Jose gives her
    But Shorty had a plan for 'em both'
    Cuz he was good at handlin' coke so
    Jose liked him
    Problem was, he was pitchin' for the dudes down the street
    You know,
    CJ, Big Boo and
    MelekeMeleke was a killa,
    Boo was a killa
    CJ, well, he's just anotha ******
    But, despite the fact, they didn't like the fact
    That he was close to
    Jose and he might just rat
    And bein' that he was a ******* and he ain't know when it's here
    They set it up to get him there 'n hit him there
    But Shorty was smart, so before they got to load up 'n spark
    He said, "Hold up my heart, please"
    Then he said, "Please, look up in my bag, there's cook up in my bag"
    It's all good up in my bag
    And there's more where that came from
    It get it from
    Jose, believe me it's more where that came from
    Yea, he had 'em lost in the game one
    They let him go thinkin' that he would let 'em know
    Where Jose was keepin' the heavy coke
    But instead he told
    Jose 'bout that
    And we all know
    Jose 'bout that
    Next thing we know we see
    Jose slouch back, what?
    In a chair like there's no way out that, nope
    He said, "Shoot 'em I'ma blow they house backNext day he sent the 2-way out town"
    And somebody blew they house down
    Jose think
    Shorty on his side
    But he don't know
    Shorty on his side, word
    So Shorty called, "Jose, like listen, it's goin' downI need more *******, bring it"
    So they met up, it was a set up
    Guess who?
    CJ, Meleke and
    Boo sped up
    You shoulda seen the look on
    Jose's face
    You neva seen a look on no man's face
    Told him no man's great and it's no man's place
    To ****** with no man's fam
    Then he said, "Where's my sister before I kill you?"
    The endThe story's over man
    They all kinda end like that sometime man, ya dig
    You see, I told this story 'cause man
    I kinda feel like, every hood, everybody
    Everybody's gotta lil' boy fresh around them somewhere
    Whether it's right next door, across the hall
    Up the block, down the block, around the corner, hey
    I mean, you see, you see we all see the same *******t
    Just through different eyes
    You surprised?
    Don't be man, it's just real *******t
    Holla at ya boy dip set, aye