"THE LYRICS"
"BAD MOVE"
Yo homey guess what cops got your license plate. They have you speeding doing a yard on the interstate, questions no answers coppa got irate, shorty responded by saying, "yo men am late on my first date. Ok let me see your license and registration, shorty didn't have, instead he pulls out a twelve gauge, on the other hand, cop pulls out his thirty eight. Click, oops, kid shot gun jams, boom shocka, cop shoots the kid in the hand. hand cuffed to the wheel, coppa searches the vehicle, he opens the trunk he screams out unbelievable, large sums of money drugs and guns, it seemed like he had enough just for everyone. went back to the car, tried to contact for help, holly toledo, ooh man, this line gone dead, he checked the wiring, but it smelled just like burnt lead. An hour of driving the radio kill don't work, you have this kid in the back calling You a jerk, cop turns around and gives him a big old smirk and said, you're the one handcuffed and surely feeling like dirt. Come on officer, get these offa me, lets forget this ever happened and let us live a life like Reilly. I'm sorry kid, but it sounds like a bribery, now have to charge You with another count of this felony, look kid you're in some shit and you'll be going up the river you think them Russians have it bad in Siberia, the keys been thrown we will never see of ya. They reached the precinct, shorty got finger printed, took his picture, mug shot, he was branded, made one phone call, no answer he was stranded, went back to his cell Nikeys thugs demanded, pulled out the newports, convicts got happy and then they housed it, and this is just the beginning that i've just have started.
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Now you out of jail with no job no loot, chilling in the morning like a quarter pass two, Trying to pull a fast one, one two skadoo, the same cop that got you busted, no way man, not deja-vu. Maybe it was a Frenchy nigga who gave em voodoo, now bummy and running passing Ditmas Avenue, he hid in the bushes by Prospect Park Zoo, scared out of his wits, he saw no one, but he heard boo, farted piss shit came out too, scared like a mother Fucker, Boy he went coo coo, the cop said freeze did you make a bad move, now you back in the pen son, and your life is thru, just because you made a terrible move, I told you from the beginning, not to do it, but he did it again and again, now he's whipped and now he's in jail being someones fruit.
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