作词 : Polo G 作曲 : Polo G wasn't told To leave, the hood is burning down Never had no help from anyone Uh, let me tell you 'bout a young nigga, he was only fourteen Don't f**k with niggas, he stay social distanced like he quarantined Went from NBA to tourin' dreams, and a street legend in between That's when prayers made him hit his knees See, he was born Cabrini-era back in '99 On Chicago North Side, where the news reportin' live He can't help but rep his hood, damn near born on his block And his parents had him young, they ain't really have a lot Seen his daddy gang bangin', one day, he might take his spot Five years old and he taught him how to aim a Glock, uh "Use that b***h to protect your family," that's what he told him A empty clip, he grabbed the gun and practiced what he showed him And his family hood-famous, "Pop Out," everybody know him And his people stuck for him so he won't let nobody ho him Uncles tellin' street stories, shit intriguin' like a poem Sayin' shit like he'd put it to their neck if anybody owe him All through his childhood, he was bad but innocent Playin' basketball with his homies, runnin' scrimmages This who he cracked jokes, made a bond, and got suspended with And when they saw the opps, they fist-fought to settle differences 'Til one day, the opps, they got tired of gettin' beat up They big homies gave 'em guns like, "Man, go and light they street up" They puttin' hoodies on, all black, loadin' heat up Adrenaline pumpin', now, they can't wait until they see us Normal day on the block, it was fun and all smiles But his best friend Jacob wandered off from the crowd Took a walk to the store, headphones bangin' loud Then his opps bent the corner, he ain't see 'em come around When he looked up at the car, that's when them shots went, "Bow" Blood oozin' with his back on the ground Vision blurry, heartbeat slowin' down Blood comin' out his mouth, feel like he startin' to drown Tires screechin', last thing he heard was that sound "Jacob just got shot," that's what a lady scream Now everybody out of breath, runnin' to the scene Seein' Jacob on the floor, that was some shit they couldn't believe His eyes rolling back, his auntie tryna tell him, "Breathe" Died 'fore the paramedics came, she cryin', "Baby, please" Ain't even get to graduate 'cause he was only seventeen Shorty cried all night, wishin' that shit was just a dream 'Til that pain turned into anger, time to make a nigga bleed F**k, man This nigga just took my best friend And I, I can't go for that shit It got me f**ked up And by the way, his name was Terrence but they called him Ced Dark skin, he wore a mean mug with some long dreads Six-two, he good at hawkin' niggas down, he got long legs Now he'll go and kill anybody that he want dead They heard he caught his first body, and that word spread And he know how quick karma come around but he wasn't scared Sacrificed his soul in them streets like Illuminati Now sellin' drugs and shootin' niggas, them his only hobbies Big driller now, he the one to call and go and catch a hundred Got the lo' on a nigga who killed his dawg, he want his second body A lightskin, heavy-set nigga named Rodney Say, "He be out the west, off the Xans, movin' real sloppy" Yo, what's the word? Man, you won't believe who I found out the nigga who killed Jacob It was the lil' nigga, Rodney He be hangin' out up at the gas station on Pulaski, tryna make some money, nigga always out his mind Oh, yeah? Bet, say no more Ced pulled up to the lo', lights off, it's like one o'clock Grippin' on the silver Smith & Wesson with like thirty shots He ain't gotta put one in the head, it's already c**ked Rodney got his back turned, he tryna sell his last rock Ced hopped out the car, he ready to erase Rodney heard him comin', he gon' run before he let him pay It's like a demon in them cousins, eyes red while he chasin' Rodney havin' some with regrets, now he just hopin' God save him Shots to the leg, hollow tips ate him Fell to the ground like his shoes, he ain't lace 'em Ced walked up, stood over him like, "P***y, this for Jacob" Gave him four shots to the stomach, then he faced him Ced runnin' into his car, Rodney bleedin' on the pavement He had untied his hoodie and they seen that on surveillance Tryna match him to the footage, the police investigatin' Plus they had his picture on the wall at the station A week later, they had came and grabbed him from his mama house Couldn't afford a lawyer in the county, fightin' drama now Ced f**kin' takin' it to trial, he ain't coppin' out Judge gave him forty-nine years, now that's a lot to count Now, prosecutors were asking for the judge to lock him up for up to twenty-five years The judge gave him twenty-eight Smith had the last word Again, he was sentenced to twenty-eight years in prison He has thirty days, Kelly, to appeal that sentence, back to you
[00:00.000] 作词 : Polo G [00:00.489] 作曲 : Polo G [00:00.979] wasn't told [00:05.092] To leave, the hood is burning down [00:10.343] Never had no help from anyone [00:20.236] Uh, let me tell you 'bout a young nigga, he was only fourteen [00:22.731] Don't f**k with niggas, he stay social distanced like he quarantined [00:25.356] Went from NBA to tourin' dreams, and a street legend in between [00:29.308] That's when prayers made him hit his knees [00:31.468] See, he was born Cabrini-era back in '99 [00:33.566] On Chicago North Side, where the news reportin' live [00:36.460] He can't help but rep his hood, damn near born on his block [00:39.008] And his parents had him young, they ain't really have a lot [00:41.566] Seen his daddy gang bangin', one day, he might take his spot [00:44.593] Five years old and he taught him how to aim a Glock, uh [00:47.088] "Use that b***h to protect your family," that's what he told him [00:49.911] A empty clip, he grabbed the gun and practiced what he showed him [00:52.513] And his family hood-famous, "Pop Out," everybody know him [00:55.207] And his people stuck for him so he won't let nobody ho him [00:57.780] Uncles tellin' street stories, shit intriguin' like a poem [01:00.461] Sayin' shit like he'd put it to their neck if anybody owe him [01:03.030] All through his childhood, he was bad but innocent [01:05.523] Playin' basketball with his homies, runnin' scrimmages [01:08.340] This who he cracked jokes, made a bond, and got suspended with [01:10.826] And when they saw the opps, they fist-fought to settle differences [01:13.202] 'Til one day, the opps, they got tired of gettin' beat up [01:15.763] They big homies gave 'em guns like, "Man, go and light they street up" [01:18.628] They puttin' hoodies on, all black, loadin' heat up [01:21.220] Adrenaline pumpin', now, they can't wait until they see us [01:24.196] Normal day on the block, it was fun and all smiles [01:26.536] But his best friend Jacob wandered off from the crowd [01:28.965] Took a walk to the store, headphones bangin' loud [01:31.809] Then his opps bent the corner, he ain't see 'em come around [01:34.382] When he looked up at the car, that's when them shots went, "Bow" [01:37.072] Blood oozin' with his back on the ground [01:39.079] Vision blurry, heartbeat slowin' down [01:40.779] Blood comin' out his mouth, feel like he startin' to drown [01:43.444] Tires screechin', last thing he heard was that sound [01:45.399] "Jacob just got shot," that's what a lady scream [01:47.522] Now everybody out of breath, runnin' to the scene [01:50.166] Seein' Jacob on the floor, that was some shit they couldn't believe [01:52.802] His eyes rolling back, his auntie tryna tell him, "Breathe" [01:55.665] Died 'fore the paramedics came, she cryin', "Baby, please" [01:58.104] Ain't even get to graduate 'cause he was only seventeen [02:01.215] Shorty cried all night, wishin' that shit was just a dream [02:03.229] 'Til that pain turned into anger, time to make a nigga bleed [02:05.949] F**k, man [02:10.366] This nigga just took my best friend [02:12.872] And I, I can't go for that shit [02:15.745] It got me f**ked up [02:17.453] And by the way, his name was Terrence but they called him Ced [02:19.577] Dark skin, he wore a mean mug with some long dreads [02:22.203] Six-two, he good at hawkin' niggas down, he got long legs [02:24.452] Now he'll go and kill anybody that he want dead [02:27.199] They heard he caught his first body, and that word spread [02:29.880] And he know how quick karma come around but he wasn't scared [02:32.614] Sacrificed his soul in them streets like Illuminati [02:35.341] Now sellin' drugs and shootin' niggas, them his only hobbies [02:38.101] Big driller now, he the one to call and go and catch a hundred [02:40.335] Got the lo' on a nigga who killed his dawg, he want his second body [02:43.187] A lightskin, heavy-set nigga named Rodney [02:45.879] Say, "He be out the west, off the Xans, movin' real sloppy" [02:48.777] Yo, what's the word? [02:54.264] Man, you won't believe who I found out the nigga who killed Jacob [02:55.973] It was the lil' nigga, Rodney [02:58.098] He be hangin' out up at the gas station on Pulaski, tryna make some money, nigga always out his mind [03:04.692] Oh, yeah? Bet, say no more [03:09.390] Ced pulled up to the lo', lights off, it's like one o'clock [03:12.200] Grippin' on the silver Smith & Wesson with like thirty shots [03:14.834] He ain't gotta put one in the head, it's already c**ked [03:17.803] Rodney got his back turned, he tryna sell his last rock [03:20.159] Ced hopped out the car, he ready to erase [03:22.583] Rodney heard him comin', he gon' run before he let him pay [03:25.247] It's like a demon in them cousins, eyes red while he chasin' [03:27.784] Rodney havin' some with regrets, now he just hopin' God save him [03:30.555] Shots to the leg, hollow tips ate him [03:33.225] Fell to the ground like his shoes, he ain't lace 'em [03:35.827] Ced walked up, stood over him like, "P***y, this for Jacob" [03:38.473] Gave him four shots to the stomach, then he faced him [03:41.136] Ced runnin' into his car, Rodney bleedin' on the pavement [03:43.854] He had untied his hoodie and they seen that on surveillance [03:46.447] Tryna match him to the footage, the police investigatin' [03:48.996] Plus they had his picture on the wall at the station [03:51.638] A week later, they had came and grabbed him from his mama house [03:54.211] Couldn't afford a lawyer in the county, fightin' drama now [03:57.027] Ced f**kin' takin' it to trial, he ain't coppin' out [03:59.583] Judge gave him forty-nine years, now that's a lot to count [04:02.437] Now, prosecutors were asking for the judge to lock him up for up to twenty-five years [04:09.093] The judge gave him twenty-eight [04:11.603] Smith had the last word [04:14.070] Again, he was sentenced to twenty-eight years in prison [04:21.302] He has thirty days, Kelly, to appeal that sentence, back to you
