- Mac Dre I've Been Down 歌词
- Mac Dre
- Real niggas (Let's make this official, baby)
Real before rappin
Respect before success [Harm]
I've been down
For oh so long
Starin at these prison walls
I want you to...
Step in my 150s for a minute
Step in my shoes
Walk in my shoes
Yeah Just want you to see things like how
I see em You know
This's for all my niggas out there
Check it out
Bottom bunk, sleepin in a 2 man cell
C.O. at my do', and
I'm mad as hell
Punk police cowboy from
Texas Talkin some shit bout servin breakfast
It's 5:15, he must be psycho
Or just plain stupid for thinkin
I might go
I cussed him out, he gave me distance
And pressed his body alarm for quick assistance
Now these muthafuckas wanna do it the rough way
Five C.O.'s is what it takes to cuff
Dre Straight to the hole, but it ain't no thang
My celly got dank, so
I'm Kool &
The Gang See the lt. for the disposition 28 days commissary restriction 2 days later back on the main line
Dopefiend's dose, so
I go claim mine 25 cartons, now
I'm straight
Keep 17, and the homeboys 8
Cop some hop, start back boomin
Got em sendin money on the
Western Union 2 fat gramms of that china white
Gon' have these dopefiends tryin to fight
Grabbed 3 cartons to coop some dank
And 5 whole packs for some hoops to drink
Now I'm chillin in my cell lookin out the window
Drinkin pruno, smokin indo
Grabbed my shank, but when
I'm finsta bounce
They lock a nigga down for resistance counts
Look at Jack
Brooks while
I'm waitin
Might even do a little masturbatin
Trippin off that bitch
Dominique
I bust one quick while my celly sleep
Doors rack open, now it's time for movement
Goddamn pruno got a nigga too bent
Bounce to the movies with my homies
The title sound good, but the shit was phoney
Damn cigarettes won't let me breathe
Niggas gettin restless, wantin to leave
The lights flash on, quick as fuck
Somebody in the bathroom just got stuck
If he makes it, he'll be lucky
Six inch blade stuck straight in gutry 25 cops rush the spot
Now I got one-time on my jock
Stash my shank underneath the seat
And make sure no blood is on my feet
Punk police wanna take me down
They put me on the wall and they shake me down
Now it's back to the block strapless
But I got two mo' in my matress
One mo' time
I peep the cops
Fuckin with them boys from
Great Street,
Watts I said, "Punk muthafucka, won't you leave em the hell alone"
Down to the 3rd and got on the telephone
Called my bitch, but she showed me no love
Got on the phone, shot me a cold dove
She said she can't talk, she got a sore throat
But she probably gettin fucked by a sport coat
I'm goin through it
Yeah Y'all real niggas know
Yeah muthafucka
I done been there and back boy
I could tell you the story from rags to riches
How I did time with fags and snitches
That's real
It's really real
It's no drama
It's really real
Yeah Y'all niggas better go to school
Tryina fuck with this nigga here, man
It's the real
Yeah Dick
Down Freaky
D Baby Rah
T-Endo My niggas
Ty-Ty Doin that federal shit
Freak Freak, don't worry about nothin, man
I've been down
For oh so long
Starin at these prison walls
Same old song
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