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Here's a little I got to tell
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I it goes, ya live by the dirt, ya die by the shovel
You can repent and with God or you can know a Devil
You can go and get a job or you can do some
But if I you, I'd straighten up and do some next level

I often tweak I drives
How can a small town like Vallejo have all homicides?
Man, fools be droppin' flies
Maybe we do need mo' brothers sellin' bean

And it's a fool 'cuz everybody know each other
It ain't cool, but you know black like to act they color
Wonder why all the good people get put through many
Different changes of the weather and all folks that do wrong
Seem like they live

I wish I can rewind time, remember when we to get
Free lunch and the city bus to cost a dime?
Runnin' around, about you got the cooties
Liftin' up skirts, and touchin' girl's

Boy, take those shoes off before ya come up in dis and
Whatever you do, don't you sit on Grand Mama's covered couch
Why's it that when all the homeys get together, we get back in the
And how come every we get drunk somebody bring up AIDS

Life is you cant borrow and give back
today and gone tomorrow
Just like

Pat yo rats on yo , patch your rats on your back
Take some time out yo , take some time out yo waltz
And your loved ones that you love 'em every so often

Here's a story I got to tell
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a little story I got to tell
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Here's a little story I got to
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Here's a little story I got to
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Fetti is the key to end all your
Contemporary crib, cash, cars and
But fetti 'cuz problems like guns and
Familys out and don't talk for years

Like my cromey, my cromey
called him big bread Ed
His cousin set him up and left his ass for dead

Churches, wakes, nothing unusual, seem every other
day I'm buyin' a brand new suit for a funeral
Have yo pockets ever lost weight, and you even tried
Did you wonder if yo was on a diet

See, when you're up, everybody come around
But when ya down, ain't nobody out to be found
If you someone you should tell 'em often
Ya never know when they'll be layin' in a

Dedicated to my peoples up in
Ya partner gotta story to tell, a story to tell

Here's a story I got to tell
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Here's a little story I got to
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Here's a little story I got to
And this dis on, again and again
Here's a little I got to tell
And this dis on, again and again

You can take da ninja out da ghetto, the
But not the ghetto out da ninja, give me for 3 rocks
But I won't surrender, oh, a heathen, heathen
at the way he dress, he must be dealin', dealin'
How did he get Lex?

Of course, if it ain't get spokes, it's crime and coast
It's all dey work, shootin' shit up and actin' tough, ridin'
gold an' stuff, it's rough, how much money you earn, enough
I own my own law

Don't need a tux, I pea coats and khakis
Khakis, and T-shirts
Levis and T-shirts, whatever the street's
works, partner
Dude, you been actin' kinda funny lately you even
Got a few
But I'm folks, Wilson Park
Member flies up

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nothin' changed but the territory, territory
Same time, different day, story

a little story I got to tell
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Here's a story I got to tell
And dis goes on, again and again
Here's a story I got to tell
And dis goes on, again and again

a little story I got to tell
And this dis on, again and again
Here's a little story I got to
And this dis goes on, and again

Here's a little I got to tell
And this dis goes on, and again
Here's a story I got to tell