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You think |
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Oakland, California, is a city of punks |
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It only takes a second to pop the trunk |
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And just like that, you know it's real |
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You're in the right damn town to get killed |
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It's all about the game and nothin' else |
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You come out here, you better watch yourself' |
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Cause you can wear what you want, even blue or red |
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But cross the wrong brothers and end up dead |
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You catch a body full of bullets and get blasted |
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Tryin' to be a gangsta but you just ain't lastin' |
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This little town is gettin' wild as hell |
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Check the penetentiaries and all the jails |
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If they could lock us all up, that would be just fine |
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Got my partners from |
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Oakland doin' serious time |
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You can't argue with the truth, it's hard to be black |
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But it's a mindgame and you gotta deal with that |
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I wake up everyday and |
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I just can't wait |
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To make mo money 'cause back in the days |
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When I rapped, |
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I did the same damn thing |
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I do nowGrab the microphone and show you how |
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But I was broke, the only thing |
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I had was game |
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I started makin' money and knew things would change |
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Bought a Benz, thought it might earn respect |
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But the OP |
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D found it hard to accept |
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I got jacked by the [unverified] |
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Face down on the ground, keep my hands in sight |
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Put the handcuffs on backseat, |
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I'm in itIllegal search for about thirty minutes |
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Askin' me where's the dope |
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Where's my gun but |
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I don't know |
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I said I'm rappin', they laugh like |
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I told a joke |
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And to this day they think |
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I'm sellin' coke |
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I want to be free, ohh yeah(And that's the truth) |
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I want to be free, ohh yeah |
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I be in Oakland, |
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California every day of my life |
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Bass so hard, you think |
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I'm smokin' a pipe |
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And if I don't smoke it, |
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I gots to grind |
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Searched all my stuff and all you find |
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Is a pocket full of money, count seven |
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G'sNow you wanna think |
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I'm sellin' keys' |
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Cause I'm a black man, but |
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I run my own business |
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So why the police wanna send me to prison |
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They see a brother makin' major cash |
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They knock a patch out his black ass |
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And that's the truth, you can't argue you at all |
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Tryin' to give you ten years for a phone call |
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Ain't even trippin' on the dank smoke' |
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Cause all they wanna find is guns and coke |
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In court all the time, tryin' to fight it |
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We get rich, we get [unverified] |
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So what's the problem officer, this time? |
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Is havin' big money, bein' black a crime? |
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Or did you take me to jail to teach me a lesson |
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Charge me with somethin' or just ask questions |
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About the brothers |
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I hang around? |
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What's really goin' on in the |
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Oakland town? |
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Tell me who went broke, and who got rich |
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But Too $hort baby, just ain't no snitch |
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You say you're just doin' your job |
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But you're gettin on my nerves, just like |
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BobEvery time |
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I hit a corner, |
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I see youAlways tellin' brothers what to do |
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You lock me up 'cause |
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I don't know how to act |
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But I'm down for mine, so |
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I be talkin' back |
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And when I do, you treat me bad as hell |
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I'm sick of spendin' nights in jail |
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I want to be free, ohh yeah(And that's the truth) |
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I want to be free, ohh yeah |
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Got out of jail about [unverified] |
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Walkin' down the street like a broke dopefiend |
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Had a pocket full of money tryin' to play the role |
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Benz got towed and |
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I was hella cold |
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But I ain't trippin', |
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I'm gettin' used to it now |
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Handcuffed, your boy took me straight downtown |
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For three warrants, had to catch me sooner or later' |
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Cause the five-oh's always tryin' to jack a playa |
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For no reason, wasn't doin nothin wrong |
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You think |
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I'm lyin', singin' that same ol song |
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Well I'm a black man, ridin' in a |
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BenzHow in the hell did |
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I make these ends? |
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Here we go, |
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I pull over to the right |
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Stop the engine, keep my hands in sight |
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I start cursin' 'cause it don't make sense |
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Why would |
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I run and try to jump a fence |
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If I was plannin' a smooth getaway |
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I never woulda stopped in the first place |
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You'd be high speed chasin' me but this time you ain't' |
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Cause all |
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I got on me is a big fat bank |
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And I hope |
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I don't get robbed by you know who |
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Make me donate some |
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G's to the boys in blue |
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And if I sue, |
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I won't get nothin' back |
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But I ain't mad, |
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I'm just black |
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I want to be free, ohh yeah |
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I want to be free, ohh yeah |
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I want to be free, ohh yeah |
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I want to be free, ohh yeah |
