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geto boys and girls - geto boys lyrics

intro:
boys and girls

scarface:
i remember in the 80’s me and pops would rock
in a 7 0 chevy with the drops in slot
use to p-ss 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 n-gg- keep your mind on paper
b-tches in your head you keep your eyes on paper
cause a n-gg-s definition is a killa for scratch
you kill a motherf-cker you kill him for that
you got caught up in this sh-t that means you f-cked 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 sh-t 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 (oil)
put my work upon the table and it’s startin’ tonight
time for me to bring brad jordan to life
sat my -ss 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 -ss misplaces with your head in your lap
and n-gg-s is gettin’ shiffer with time
that’s why you never see me with a partner in crime
i’m down and dirty n-gg- f-ck the world
and that’s what seperated geto boys from girls you know?

bushwick bill:
5th ward is the spot where n-gg-s get shot
hoes sell c-ck and every block is hot
n-gg-s start sh-t but they don’t start it with bill
cause them motherf-ckers know they’re blood gonna spill
ever since i was a kid growin’ up in the bottom
i beat a n-gg-s -ss and if i didn’t i shot him
never gave a f-ck about his family cryin’
bottom line, better his than mine
you come around me with that live sh-t i kill it fast
i throw a search party for your f-ckin’ stankin’ -ss n-gg-
cause it’s a motherf-ckin’ rep thang
you got a set of nuts you better let them motherf-ckers 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 motherf-ckin’ anthem
that’s the type of sh-t most n-gg-s can’t phantom
them b-tches tongues come unfurled
but that’s what seperated the ghetto boys from girls c’mon

scarface:
i bet you often wonder how n-gg-s survive in a drout
you got jacked and took six and died in your house
and motherf-ckers sat and grieved your death
while other motherf-ckers counted up the keys that you left
kind of strange the game it took a change for the worse
split the brain get the cain get back to your turf
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
but these n-gg-s on some up sh-t like double your pay
and gives a f-ck about respect and joy
so how the f-ck you figure n-gg-s got respect for a hoe
but then again n-gg-s always put their trust in a b-tch
but in the end it’s another n-gg- bustin’ yo sh-t
f-cked around and had to flee the world
cause you couldn’t seperate the geto boys and girls

willie d:
geto boys is the motherf-ckin’ sh-t never forget
them southern n-gg-s made your mind play tricks
never the less i left the group in ’91
n-gg-s 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 f-ck
we was gonna tear this whole motherf-ckin’ city up
and n-gg- that’s real comin’ from the south
you wack -ss rappers watch your motherf-ckin’ mouth
preachin’ that positive bullsh-t you can save
cause your positivity ain’t gettin’ motherf-ckers paid
it’s g.b. and willie d reunited
sendin’ n-gg-s back to the studio to get they sh-t tighter
and n-gg-s thought it wouldn’t happen again
but we sat down and settled our differences like men
and put the bullsh-t behind us
cause f-ckin’ off money ain’t a plus it’s a minus
we did what other n-gg-s to big to do when they twirl
and seperated 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 happenstance, 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 in
warsaw…ghetto.

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