Busted In the Hood - Explicit Album Version

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)
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 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)
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 (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
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 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