lil' boy fresh
santana, juelz
don't take the hissin out
we gon keep this one all the way gangsta
you mutha fuckas don't realize
how real this shit is man
people always gonna try and get over on you
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
for gettin his cocaine off
he ran back and forth so much he pissed jose off
now jose was the cocaine boss
but jose was out fuckin his sister
hittin shorty off cuz' he had love for his sister
but shorty had no love for his sister
cuz' sister would sniff up everything jose gives her
but shorty had a plan for them both
plus he was good at handlin coke and jose liked that
he was pitchin for the dudes down the street
they didn't like the fact
that he was close to jose and he might just rat
they set it up to get him there and hit him there
it's all good up in my bag
and it's more where that came from
it's more where that came from
he had a lost and the game won
thinkin he would tell them know
where jose was keeping the heavy coke
but instead he told jose about that
and we all know jose bout that
next thing we know he seen jose slouch back
in the chair like it's no way out that
he said shoot em ima blow they house back
next day jose sent the 2-way uptown
and somebody blew they house down
jose think shorty on his side
but he don't know shorty on his side
you seen the look on joses's face
like you never seen the look on old man's face
to fuck with no man's fam
where's my sister before i kill you
they all kinda end like that man
i told this story because i kinda feel like
everybody gotta lil boy fresh and them somewhere
weither it's right next door
you see we all see the same shit
just through diffent eyes
you surprised? don't be man