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 pa** 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***a keep your mind on paper
b**hes in your head you keep your eyes on paper
Cause a n***as definition is a k**a for scratch
You k** a motherf**er you k** him for that
You got caught up in this sh** that means you f**ed it up
Old man spittin' game so I s**ed 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** 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 a** 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 a** misplaces with your head in your lap
And n***as is gettin' shiffer with time
That's why you never see me with a partner in crime
I'm down and dirty n***a f** the world
And that's what separated geto boys from girls you know?
Bushwick bill:
5th ward is the spot where n***as get shot
Hoes sell co*k and every block is hot
n***as start sh** but they don't start it with bill
Cause them motherf**ers know they're blood gonna spill
Ever since I was a kid growin' up in the bottom
I beat a n***as a** and if I didn't I shot him
Never gave a f** about his family cryin'
Bottom line, better his than mine
You come around me with that live sh** I k** it fast
I throw a search party for your f**in' stankin' a** n***a
Cause it's a motherf**in' rep thang
You got a set of nuts you better let them motherf**ers 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**in' anthem
That's the type of sh** most n***as can't phantom
Them b**hes tongues come unfurled
But that's what separated the ghetto boys from girls c'mon
Scarface:
I bet you often wonder how n***as survive in the trail
You got jacked and took six and died in your house
And motherf**ers sat and grieved your d**h
One of them motherf**ers 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 k**ed him then they k**in' you back
I never thought that '86 would bring me trouble again
You'd think but these n***as on some up sh** like double your pay
And gives a f** about respect and joy
So how the f** you figure n***as got respect for a hoe
But then again n***as always put their trust in a b**h
But in the end it's another n***a bustin' yo sh**
f**ed around and had to flee the world
Cause you couldn't separate the geto boys and girls
Willie d:
Geto boys is the motherf**in' sh** never forget
Them southern n***as made your mind play tricks
Never the less I left the group in '91
n***as 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**
We was gonna tear this whole motherf**in' city up
And n***a that's real comin' from the south
You wack a** rappers watch your motherf**in' mouth
Preachin' that positive bullsh** you can save
Cause your positivity ain't gettin' motherf**ers paid
It's g.b. and willie d reunited
Sendin' n***as back to the studio to get they sh** tighter
And n***as thought it wouldn't happen again
But we sat down and settled our differences like men
And put the bullsh** behind us
Cause f**in' off money ain't a plus it's a minus
We did what other n***as to big to do when they twirl
And separating 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
Zone...ghetto.