Yeah, yeah leave the hissin in,
Don't take the hissin out
I mean, you mutha fuckas don't realize,
how real this shit is man
I mean, people always gonna
But protect what's yours,
protect your family, protect what's right
lil boy black in the ghetto
No matter what he does it's back
No choice but to adapt to the ghetto
Yes, the crack and the metal
for gettin this cocaine off
He ran back and forth so much
Now Jose was the cocaine boss
Straight from Columbia, his cocaine soft
But Jose was out fuckin his sister
Hittin shorty off 'cause' he
And shorty had no love for his sister 'cause' sister
was sniff up everything Jose gives her
But shorty had a plan for them
'cause' he was good at handlin
he was pitchin for the dudes down the street
Meleke was a killa, Boo was a killa
Cj, well he's just anotha nigga
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 bitch and he
They set it up to get him there
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
believe me there's more where that caine from
So they let him go thinkin he would tell
them where Jose kept the heavy coke
But instead he told Jose bout that
And we all know Jose bout that
Next thing we know we see
And he said there's no way out that
Next day Jose sent the 2- way out town
Jose think shorty on his side
But he don't know shorty on his side
So shorty called Jose, like listen,
it's going down I need more cocaine
So they met up, it was a set up
Guess who? Cj, Meleke and Boo speed up
You shoulda seen the look
You neva seen a look on no man's face
To fuck with no man's fam
my sister before I kill you

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Get nowThe story's over man (over man)
They all kinda end like that man, ya dig
You see, I told this story because I kinda feel like, every hood, everybody,
everybody gotta lil boy fresh and them somewhere
Weither it's right next door,
Up the block, down the block,
I mean, you see, you see we all see the same shit,
just through diffent eyes
You surprised? Don't be man,
Holla at ya boy dipset, AYE!