| Song | Lil' Boy Fresh - Album Version (Explicit) |
| Artist | Juelz Santana |
| Album | What The Game's Been Missing! |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Caston, James, Ridley ... | |
| Nah, yeah, yeah leave the hissin' in, don't take the hissin' out | |
| We gon' keep this one all the way gangsta | |
| I mean, you mutha ****as don't realize | |
| How real this shit is man | |
| I mean, people always gonna try | |
| And get over on you but protect what's yours | |
| Protect your family, protect what's right | |
| Ya digThe story starts off, lil' boy black in the ghetto | |
| No matter what he does it's back to the ghetto | |
| No choice but to adapt to the ghetto | |
| So he adapts to the ghetto | |
| Yes, the crack and the metal | |
| He takes no days off, for gettin' his cocaine off | |
| He ran back and forth so much he pissed | |
| Jose offNow, | |
| Jose was the cocaine boss | |
| Straight from | |
| Columbia, his cocaine soft | |
| But Jose was out ****in' his sister | |
| Hittin' Shorty off 'cuz he had love for his sister | |
| And Shorty had no love for his sister' | |
| Cuz sister would sniff up everythin' | |
| Jose gives her | |
| But Shorty had a plan for 'em both' | |
| Cuz he was good at handlin' coke so | |
| Jose liked him | |
| Problem was, he was pitchin' for the dudes down the street | |
| You know, | |
| CJ, Big Boo and | |
| MelekeMeleke was a killa, | |
| Boo was a killa | |
| CJ, well, he's just anotha nigga | |
| But, despite the fact, they didn't like the fact | |
| That he was close to | |
| Jose and he might just rat | |
| And bein' that he was a bitch and he ain't know when it's here | |
| They set it up to get him there 'n hit him there | |
| But Shorty was smart, so before they got to load up 'n spark | |
| He said, "Hold up my heart, please" | |
| Then he said, "Please, look up in my bag, there's cook up in my bag" | |
| It's all good up in my bag | |
| And there's more where that came from | |
| It get it from | |
| Jose, believe me it's more where that came from | |
| Yea, he had 'em lost in the game one | |
| They let him go thinkin' that he would let 'em know | |
| Where Jose was keepin' the heavy coke | |
| But instead he told | |
| Jose 'bout that | |
| And we all know | |
| Jose 'bout that | |
| Next thing we know we see | |
| Jose slouch back, what? | |
| In a chair like there's no way out that, nope | |
| He said, "Shoot 'em I'ma blow they house backNext day he sent the 2-way out town" | |
| And somebody blew they house down | |
| Jose think | |
| Shorty on his side | |
| But he don't know | |
| Shorty on his side, word | |
| So Shorty called, "Jose, like listen, it's goin' downI need more cocaine, bring it" | |
| So they met up, it was a set up | |
| Guess who? | |
| CJ, Meleke and | |
| Boo sped up | |
| You shoulda seen the look on | |
| Jose's face | |
| You neva seen a look on no man's face | |
| Told him no man's great and it's no man's place | |
| To **** with no man's fam | |
| Then he said, "Where's my sister before I kill you?" | |
| The endThe story's over man | |
| They all kinda end like that sometime man, ya dig | |
| You see, I told this story 'cause man | |
| I kinda feel like, every hood, everybody | |
| Everybody's gotta lil' boy fresh around them somewhere | |
| Whether it's right next door, across the hall | |
| Up the block, down the block, around the corner, hey | |
| I mean, you see, you see we all see the same shit | |
| Just through different eyes | |
| You surprised? | |
| Don't be man, it's just real shit | |
| Holla at ya boy dip set, aye |
| zuo qu : Caston, James, Ridley ... | |
| Nah, yeah, yeah leave the hissin' in, don' t take the hissin' out | |
| We gon' keep this one all the way gangsta | |
| I mean, you mutha as don' t realize | |
| How real this shit is man | |
| I mean, people always gonna try | |
| And get over on you but protect what' s yours | |
| Protect your family, protect what' s right | |
| Ya digThe story starts off, lil' boy black in the ghetto | |
| No matter what he does it' s back to the ghetto | |
| No choice but to adapt to the ghetto | |
| So he adapts to the ghetto | |
| Yes, the crack and the metal | |
| He takes no days off, for gettin' his cocaine off | |
| He ran back and forth so much he pissed | |
| Jose offNow, | |
| Jose was the cocaine boss | |
| Straight from | |
| Columbia, his cocaine soft | |
| But Jose was out in' his sister | |
| Hittin' Shorty off ' cuz he had love for his sister | |
| And Shorty had no love for his sister' | |
| Cuz sister would sniff up everythin' | |
| Jose gives her | |
| But Shorty had a plan for ' em both' | |
| Cuz he was good at handlin' coke so | |
| Jose liked him | |
| Problem was, he was pitchin' for the dudes down the street | |
| You know, | |
| CJ, Big Boo and | |
| MelekeMeleke was a killa, | |
| Boo was a killa | |
| CJ, well, he' s just anotha nigga | |
| But, despite the fact, they didn' t like the fact | |
| That he was close to | |
| Jose and he might just rat | |
| And bein' that he was a bitch and he ain' t know when it' s here | |
| They set it up to get him there ' n hit him there | |
| But Shorty was smart, so before they got to load up ' n spark | |
| He said, " Hold up my heart, please" | |
| Then he said, " Please, look up in my bag, there' s cook up in my bag" | |
| It' s all good up in my bag | |
| And there' s more where that came from | |
| It get it from | |
| Jose, believe me it' s more where that came from | |
| Yea, he had ' em lost in the game one | |
| They let him go thinkin' that he would let ' em know | |
| Where Jose was keepin' the heavy coke | |
| But instead he told | |
| Jose ' bout that | |
| And we all know | |
| Jose ' bout that | |
| Next thing we know we see | |
| Jose slouch back, what? | |
| In a chair like there' s no way out that, nope | |
| He said, " Shoot ' em I' ma blow they house backNext day he sent the 2way out town" | |
| And somebody blew they house down | |
| Jose think | |
| Shorty on his side | |
| But he don' t know | |
| Shorty on his side, word | |
| So Shorty called, " Jose, like listen, it' s goin' downI need more cocaine, bring it" | |
| So they met up, it was a set up | |
| Guess who? | |
| CJ, Meleke and | |
| Boo sped up | |
| You shoulda seen the look on | |
| Jose' s face | |
| You neva seen a look on no man' s face | |
| Told him no man' s great and it' s no man' s place | |
| To with no man' s fam | |
| Then he said, " Where' s my sister before I kill you?" | |
| The endThe story' s over man | |
| They all kinda end like that sometime man, ya dig | |
| You see, I told this story ' cause man | |
| I kinda feel like, every hood, everybody | |
| Everybody' s gotta lil' boy fresh around them somewhere | |
| Whether it' s right next door, across the hall | |
| Up the block, down the block, around the corner, hey | |
| I mean, you see, you see we all see the same shit | |
| Just through different eyes | |
| You surprised? | |
| Don' t be man, it' s just real shit | |
| Holla at ya boy dip set, aye |
| zuò qǔ : Caston, James, Ridley ... | |
| Nah, yeah, yeah leave the hissin' in, don' t take the hissin' out | |
| We gon' keep this one all the way gangsta | |
| I mean, you mutha as don' t realize | |
| How real this shit is man | |
| I mean, people always gonna try | |
| And get over on you but protect what' s yours | |
| Protect your family, protect what' s right | |
| Ya digThe story starts off, lil' boy black in the ghetto | |
| No matter what he does it' s back to the ghetto | |
| No choice but to adapt to the ghetto | |
| So he adapts to the ghetto | |
| Yes, the crack and the metal | |
| He takes no days off, for gettin' his cocaine off | |
| He ran back and forth so much he pissed | |
| Jose offNow, | |
| Jose was the cocaine boss | |
| Straight from | |
| Columbia, his cocaine soft | |
| But Jose was out in' his sister | |
| Hittin' Shorty off ' cuz he had love for his sister | |
| And Shorty had no love for his sister' | |
| Cuz sister would sniff up everythin' | |
| Jose gives her | |
| But Shorty had a plan for ' em both' | |
| Cuz he was good at handlin' coke so | |
| Jose liked him | |
| Problem was, he was pitchin' for the dudes down the street | |
| You know, | |
| CJ, Big Boo and | |
| MelekeMeleke was a killa, | |
| Boo was a killa | |
| CJ, well, he' s just anotha nigga | |
| But, despite the fact, they didn' t like the fact | |
| That he was close to | |
| Jose and he might just rat | |
| And bein' that he was a bitch and he ain' t know when it' s here | |
| They set it up to get him there ' n hit him there | |
| But Shorty was smart, so before they got to load up ' n spark | |
| He said, " Hold up my heart, please" | |
| Then he said, " Please, look up in my bag, there' s cook up in my bag" | |
| It' s all good up in my bag | |
| And there' s more where that came from | |
| It get it from | |
| Jose, believe me it' s more where that came from | |
| Yea, he had ' em lost in the game one | |
| They let him go thinkin' that he would let ' em know | |
| Where Jose was keepin' the heavy coke | |
| But instead he told | |
| Jose ' bout that | |
| And we all know | |
| Jose ' bout that | |
| Next thing we know we see | |
| Jose slouch back, what? | |
| In a chair like there' s no way out that, nope | |
| He said, " Shoot ' em I' ma blow they house backNext day he sent the 2way out town" | |
| And somebody blew they house down | |
| Jose think | |
| Shorty on his side | |
| But he don' t know | |
| Shorty on his side, word | |
| So Shorty called, " Jose, like listen, it' s goin' downI need more cocaine, bring it" | |
| So they met up, it was a set up | |
| Guess who? | |
| CJ, Meleke and | |
| Boo sped up | |
| You shoulda seen the look on | |
| Jose' s face | |
| You neva seen a look on no man' s face | |
| Told him no man' s great and it' s no man' s place | |
| To with no man' s fam | |
| Then he said, " Where' s my sister before I kill you?" | |
| The endThe story' s over man | |
| They all kinda end like that sometime man, ya dig | |
| You see, I told this story ' cause man | |
| I kinda feel like, every hood, everybody | |
| Everybody' s gotta lil' boy fresh around them somewhere | |
| Whether it' s right next door, across the hall | |
| Up the block, down the block, around the corner, hey | |
| I mean, you see, you see we all see the same shit | |
| Just through different eyes | |
| You surprised? | |
| Don' t be man, it' s just real shit | |
| Holla at ya boy dip set, aye |