Tonart: Db major•
Verse 1
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Once upon a time in the projects, yo
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I damn near had to wreck a hoe,
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I knocked on the door
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come to pay a little vis it to you
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And what's up with them niggas
in the parking lot?
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She said, fuck em,
cause they get sparked a lot
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I sat on the couch, but it wasn't stable
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And then I put my knifes
on the coffee table
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Her brother came in,
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he's in the gang bangin'
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I don't bang, I rock the good rhymes
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reminded me of good times
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I don't like to feel bad,
I'm put in a rut
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By a young n***a that
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need to pull his pants up
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He thought for a sec,
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and then he was gonna think of to myself,
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won't this b***h bring
with a joint in her mouth
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And fired up the sets,
it was sass, no doubt
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She said, please excuse my house
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and all that I said, yeah,
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cause I was buzzed from
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the contact
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Looking at her fucked
up black and white
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Her mom's bitching
cause the county check wasn't right
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She had another brother
that was three years old
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And had a bad case of the runny nose
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He asked me who I was,
then I had to pause
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It smelled like he took a shit
in his little drawers
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I saw her sis ter,
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who really needs her ass kicked
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Only 13 an d already playin'
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I grabbed my 40 out the
bag and took a swig
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Cause I was gettin' overwhelmed
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They was runnin' and
yellin' and playin'
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and cussin' and tellin'
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And look at this young punk tellin'
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I heard her knock on the door
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without the password
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And her mom's got
the 12 -gauge Mossberg
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The nigga said, yo, what's for sale?
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And the bitch came out
with a bag of yaya
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made the drop and got the 20
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From a smoked out fool
with wing around the collar
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The girl I was waiting for came out
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I didn't know this was a crack house
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I got my coke and suck it
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The cop busted in, I had a MAC -10
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Pointed at my dome and
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He threw me on the carpet,
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and wasn't cuttin' no slack
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and put his knee in my back
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First he tried to slap me up,
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wrap me up, walk me up
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They couldn't do it, so they cuffed me up
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I said, fuck,
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how much abuse can a nigga take?
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Ayo, officer,
you're makin' a big mistake
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Since I had on a shirt that said I was dope
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He thought I was sellin' bass
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and couldn't hear my case
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He said, get out my face,
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and must've had a grudge
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His reply told that bullshit to the judge
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The girl I was with wasn't
sayin' nothin'
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I said, ayo, bitch,
you better tell him somethin'
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She started draggin',
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and all of us suckin'
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We all got tossed in the paddy wagon
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Now I beat the rap, but that ain't the point
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so I spent two weeks in the joint
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Now the story you heard
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has one little object
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Don't fuck with a bitch from the project
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Yo, man, these motherfuckin' projects,
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man, they ain't no joke,
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I'm tellin' you, I'm tellin' you
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Special motherfuckin' ones
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and lots of boppers in your life, boy
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Don't fuck around with them projects,
boy
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Rats'll whoop your as s
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Yeah, y like that, y 'all like that
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Yo, yo, you see that ho over there,
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man? you see that ho over there, man?
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Bust that ho out, straight up, straight up
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