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three little pigs - dmx lyrics

verse 1
once upon a time in brooklyn there
were three little pigs wit da hypest gear
polo, guess and gore*tex
all livin’ large in marcy projects
polo was short, somewhat stocky
high*top fade, built like rocky
guess was the best dresser of the trio
light skin, slim with a cambio[?]
gore*tex was next, of all the three
not only did he love boostin’, he loved to mc
now they grew up together, were the best of friends
so when they had enough money, they all bought a benz
the hypes[?] was pushin’ ’em back to back
polo and guess bought white ones, but tex’s was black
crazy dark windows, and bbss
skirts so long, they looked like dresses
wherever you saw one, you saw the others
the kids were so close you would’ve sworn they were brothers
one day, polo said „boostin’s good
but we’re not makin’ half as much money as we could
[?] like for instance, if we changed the hobbies
to something like, selling drugs in the lobbies.“
they all agreed, their minds were made
determined to try this way of gettin’ paid
chorus
three little pigs all drug dealers
heavy rollers, you know big wheelers
learnin’ the lesson, crime doesn’t pay
it’s too bad they had to learn the hard way

verse 2
[?] polo say „before you go on your way
there are a few things that i forgot to say
first let me put you hip to the don’ts and do’s
when you’re scramblin’, this is the slang you use
cob[?] and hops[?] don’t stop, tnts[?] up the block
try suh*in’ funny and end up gettin’ popped
ask me why, you won’t get high, understood?
no matter what, always say you got it good
and everyone has a name for the crack they sell
like uhm.. ghostbusters or cottonell[?]
and i decided that, since it’s just us three
polo, guess and gore*tex, we’ll call it p double g[?]“
now polo had a friend who sold coke, his name was tito
he went to see him, came back with a kilo
and a year later, things were going well
they had a lot of steady customers and clientele
they also had workers in several spots
and had automatic oo*wops with lots of shots
and those benzes, they were a thing of the past
polo had a ferrari that was crazy fast
guess, who always dressed the best
had the all*white jaguar x*j*s
and since gore*tex always had the highest goals
he bought a nineteen ninety drop*top rolls
to put it straight, the kids were large
but f*cked up when polo tried to take charge
to guess and gore*tex this was forbidden
but why did he have a condo, and they didn’t?
they got together, talked about
what was happening, polo played ‚em out
since he was the one thinkin’ they were soft
guess and gore*tex knocked him off
now let that go as a lesson to be learned
guess and gore*tex was fire, polo got burned
he shoulda known not to ever cross
his partners, now his life is lost
chorus
three little pigs all drug dealers
heavy rollers, you know big wheelers
learnin’ the lesson, crime doesn’t pay
it’s too bad they had to learn the hard way

verse 3
back to what happens next
still livin’ large is guess and gore*tex
but what they didn’t know is that [??] it was hot
the cops got hip when polo got shot
so one day, i think it was a monday
while counting the money they got sunday
the cops raided, crashed the door
had guess and gore*tex handcuffed on the floor
f*cked up the crib like they was on a mission
couldn’t find nuttin’ so they took ‚em in for suspicion
but that didn’t stop ‚em, these kids had power
bail was ten grand, they wuz out within an hour
before they left a cop pulled guess aside
and said „snitch on gore*tex, we’ll let ya slide“
he laughed in his face, he said „huh, i doubt it“
but after his first day in court, he thought about it
maybe snitching wouldn’t be so bad after all
everything would be his, if gore*tex took the fall
and twenty*five years was an awful long time
so within a few minutes, he made up his mind
then snitched, no, better yet, cooperated
told ‚em what they wanted to know, then waited
they gave him a recorder, showed him how to command it
„this is all we need, to catch him red*handed“
the cops came to get him, ten[?] shots hit him
[??] but he took two with him
now guess, unlike the rest, had it made
crazy stacked money, dumb paid
thought he was the master of the game he played
‚til he took his first hit, and ended up slayed
chorus
three little pigs all drug dealers
heavy rollers, you know big wheelers
learnin’ the lesson, crime doesn’t pay
it’s too bad they had to learn the hard way

- dmx lyrics

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