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

I often tweak when I
How can a town like Vallejo have all these homicides?
Man, fools be droppin' like
Maybe we do need mo' sellin' bean pies

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

I wish I can rewind time, when we used to get
Free lunch and the city bus used to cost a
Runnin' around, talkin' about you got the
Liftin' up skirts, and touchin' booties

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

Life is you cant borrow and give back
Here and gone tomorrow
Just that

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

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a little story I got to tell
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a little story I got to tell
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Fetti is the key to end all woes
crib, cash, cars and clothes
But fetti problems like guns and spears
Familys fall out and talk for years

Like my cromey, like my
They him big bread Ed
His first set him up and left his ass for dead

Churches, wakes, nothing unusual, seem like every
Damn day I'm buyin' a brand new for a funeral
yo pockets ever lost weight, and you ain't even tried
Did you if yo cash was on a diet

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

Dedicated to my peoples up in
Ya 40-Wada gotta story to tell, a story to tell

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

You can take da out da ghetto, the ghetto
But not the out da ninja, give me life for 3 rocks
But I surrender, oh, he's a heathen, heathen
Look at the way he dress, he be dealin', dealin'
How did he get that

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

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

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Ain't nothin' but the territory, territory
Same time, different day, story

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

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

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