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    "Geto Boys & Girls" Lyrics

    Geto Boys

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    Boys and girls

    I remember in the 80's me and pops would rock
    In a 7 0 chevy with the drops in slot
    Use to pass me pepsi cola while he drunk him a pint
    Tippin' to the southside runnin' a light
    Use to have me up in 3rd ward checkin' his traps
    Collectin' his scratch protection' his snap
    Use to always tell a nigga keep your mind on paper
    Bitches in your head you keep your eyes on paper
    Cause a niggas definition is a killa for scratch
    You kill a motherfucker you kill him for that
    You got caught up in this shit that means you fucked it up
    Old man spittin' game so I sucked it up
    Old enough to do my own thang got me again
    Flip my second paycheck to cop me a lid
    Went and seen my homie short dawg that slided me a track
    Went to mase's pawn shop and got me a gat
    Didn't know this crack shit I got my uncle to cook
    With my eyes on my paper I just fubbled and looked
    Impatiently waitin' for the pot to boil
    Man I can't wait to see your rock from ?
    Put my work upon the table and it's startin' tonight
    Time for me to bring brad jordan to life
    Sat my ass upon the corner till it started to bounce
    Glock scratchin' reach that and started her out
    It wasn't long before I was goin' for nine
    I'm seventeen around millionaires goin' for mine
    And if you got off in my way while I was headed for that
    You found your ass misplaces with your head in your lap
    And niggas is gettin' shiffer with time
    That's why you never see me with a partner in crime
    I'm down and dirty nigga fuck the world
    And that's what seperated geto boys from girls you know?

    Bushwick bill:
    5th ward is the spot where niggas get shot
    Hoes sell cock and every block is hot
    Niggas start shit but they don't start it with bill
    Cause them motherfuckers know they're blood gonna spill
    Ever since I was a kid growin' up in the bottom
    I beat a niggas ass and if I didn't I shot him
    Never gave a fuck about his family cryin'
    Bottom line, better his than mine
    You come around me with that live shit I kill it fast
    I throw a search party for your fuckin' stankin' ass nigga
    Cause it's a motherfuckin' rep thang
    You got a set of nuts you better let them motherfuckers hang
    Even if you're facin' 20 years you never rat
    You do your time and you come on back
    And if he a homie he really take care of your people while you're gone
    And bless you when you come back home

    Do your time and don't whine is the motherfuckin' anthem
    That's the type of shit most niggas can't phantom
    Them bitches tongues come unfurled
    But that's what seperated the ghetto boys from girls c'mon

    I bet you often wonder how niggas survive in the trail
    You got jacked and took six and died in your house
    And motherfuckers sat and grieved your death
    One of them motherfuckers counted up the keys then left
    Kind of strange the game it took a change for the worse
    Split the brain get the cain get back to your dirt
    And keep the jack you did up under your hat
    Cause if the word got out you killed him then they killin' you back
    I never thought that '86 would bring me trouble again
    You'd think but these niggas on some up shit like double your pay
    And gives a fuck about respect and joy
    So how the fuck you figure niggas got respect for a hoe
    But then again niggas always put their trust in a bitch
    But in the end it's another nigga bustin' yo shit
    Fucked around and had to flee the world
    Cause you couldn't seperate the geto boys and girls

    Willie d:
    Geto boys is the motherfuckin' shit never forget
    Them southern niggas made your mind play tricks
    Never the less I left the group in '91
    Niggas was mad, I had my gun
    They had they guns too I wasn't snoozin'
    Cause I knew that if it came down to it they would use 'em
    If it was goin' down right then I didn't give a fuck
    We was gonna tear this whole motherfuckin' city up
    And nigga that's real comin' from the south
    You wack ass rappers watch your motherfuckin' mouth
    Preachin' that positive bullshit you can save
    Cause your positivity ain't gettin' motherfuckers paid
    It's g.b. and willie d reunited
    Sendin' niggas back to the studio to get they shit tighter
    And niggas thought it wouldn't happen again
    But we sat down and settled our differences like men
    And put the bullshit behind us
    Cause fuckin' off money ain't a plus it's a minus
    We did what other niggas to big to do when they twirl
    And seperating geto boys from girls c'mon

    Man on phone:
    A.j. you know I spent 23 years in the prison. you know I'm still in prison
    You know they they uh uh reannounced us, blacks, we represent 37% of the
    Prison system throughout the country. 37%. but we don't represent but but
    12% of the country. now that's diproportionate and ain't no joke you know.
    It's it's now by coincidence or by ? it's by design. by the year...2015.
    They gonna have 70% of our community locked up. I'm talking about black
    Gonna be locked up within they community. it's gonna be like it war
    This song was submitted on January 30th, 2013 and last modified on November 24th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc..
    Written by Brad Jordan, Mike Dean, Willie Dennis.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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