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Versuri Cypress Hill Busted In The Hood

 
[B-Real] 
WELLLLLLLLLLLLLL... here's a little story, I got to tell 
About a thugged out homey, I know so well 
It started way back, when I was a teen 
In the hood, on the corner, slangin dope to fiends 
Had the little stash that could serve your need 
You can do what you want but I got weed for me 
Ridin for my fam, tryin to hit a grand 
CRASH unit on my ass, now I'm in demand 
One lone-ly fami-ly I be 
All in the hood, I got no-bo-dy 
The sun is beatin down on my red dark hat 
Pigs are roamin through the alley so I gotta toss my gat 
Forgot about the sack, lookin for a place to hide 
If they ask me for my name - fuck 'em, I'ma lie!"  
 
[Chorus] 
One O.G. gangsta I be 
Busted in the hood, I got no more weed 
Pigs are comin down on my gangsta stash 
When they caught me with the weed, and the dope and hash 
 
[B-Real] 
He said a little somethin, I wasn't so impressed 
No more runnin homey, now you're under arrest 
The sack was in my hand, felt like a sack of bricks 
I swore he couldn't see it when I threw it in my whip 
He said he wanted some, I said I don't have none 
Found it in the sun on the floor next to my gun 
Next thing I saw was the gun to my head 
Now the lead will make me dead, and yo this is what he said 
 
[Sen Dog] 
My name is Sgt. Slacker with a license to kill (uh-huh) 
I think you know what time it is, it's time to get real (yea) 
Now what do we have here?  A banger and his peers 
 
[B-Real] 
He cuffed my hand you understand he threatened me with tears 
Sorry motherfucker had his gun out with a grin 
You think the story's over but it's ready to begin 
 
[Chorus] 
 
[Sen Dog] 
Now I got your crack and most of your crew 
You got a couple choices of what you can do 
Better make the right decision if you know what I mean 
You can do some time, or fork over your green 
 
[B-Real] 
I said I got no green he started lookin at me harder 
I said I don't have nothin you can go fuck your daughter (WHAT?) 
He hit me with the fist, he hit me with the gat 
He put the night stick to my back, soooooooooooooo 
I think I'm done, the pig's got my gun 
It isn't lookin good, I got ink on my thumb 
Another pig walked in, said he's playin games 
He gave another look at me, found out my false name 
 
[Chorus] 
 
[B-Real] 
Sittin there pissed as I dwell in my cell 
The place smells like shit, in the County Jail 
Homey lookin at me like he seen me before 
He started throwin up a set, then he spit on the floor 
I think ay-yeah yo, I know this kid 
It's the same motherfucker cocktailed my crib 
This dude said - get ready - pulled a shank on me 
I said c'mon homey you a bit too sloppy 
Fool tried to stab me, socked him in the eye 
The guards yelled, "Give it up!" and let two fly 
The guards said down and we hit the floor 
If you make a move after you won't move no more 
He said I think you once again best protect ya neck 
I said eat a dick from me you don't get respect 
I said you wanna come with it, any time and place 
And I'll leave you like Pacino with a Scar-on-ya-face 
They put him in the hole, and all the bullshit stopped 
But when his boy had beef, yeah he got dropped 
P.D. had no witness, D.A. dropped the load 
I got probation for the gun and the dope, case closed 
 
[Chorus - 2X] 
  

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