Joey Fatts - Chipper Jones II lyrics

[Monologue: Joey Fatts] It all started summer '06 Jordan High School, Long Beach, California Young bad a** n***a Just tryin' to earn stripes and make a name [Intro: Joey Fatts, Principal & (Friend)] sh**, what you 'bout to get into, bro? ([?]) Man, I don't think I'm goin' (sh**, me either, man) All right man, ay, hit me later though (Yeah, hey you still smoking weed?) Oh yeah, for sure, [?] Mr. Jones! Yeah My office, right now Man, f** Where have you been first and second period? I've been in cla** Never mind, I know where you been I've seen you pull up to school with them guys I know them, they're nothing but trouble! You know what we're gonna do? Call your mom You're suspended for two days for excessive truancy [Verse: Joey Fatts] I'ma suffer in the afterlife Short-tempered n***a, never got my manners right I remember them nights we slept by the candle light Stomach growling, smelling my neighbors cookin' Spanish rice Couldn't pay the bills but we purchased steel [?] pistols make a n***a piss in his pants for real Coke utensils, detrimental to get our pockets filled All my n***as run the field like a soccer drill This that wake music, shoot him in the face music Ain't no love in these streets, you slip and we spray cupid Ridin' on enemies and n***as who play foolish Gunpowder thick, my block got a taste to it, ridin', cruisin' Wear the heater in my polo sweater Hit 'em up with Berettas, squeeze and don't let up My n***as never heard of peace ‘cause Meta never met us Leave him holy like priests escorted on a stretcher Push the block like London Fletcher Down for whatever since a n***a came out the womb Boxes and tools, present a pine box to you Don't need a jump shot to shoot Pull up in the whip and I'll pop your crew I want the money, if he got it, I'm into his home Clutch the chrome, treating beef like Sylvester Stallone Spray his a** like his favorite cologne [?] with that chopper, b**h, I think I'm Chipper Jones [Outro: Joey Fatts] Hello? Ayo, what's good, n***a? sh**, I got f**in' suspended from school and sh** for two days Mom's tripping and sh**, she tryna put me out and sh** But I got like 1.50 if you tryna piece up on a quarter piece and sh** I'ma be on the block, you get at me All right