Geto Boys - Geto Boys & Girls 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 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.