Busted In the Hood (Explicit Album Version) - Explicit Album Version Lyrics
| Song | Busted In the Hood (Explicit Album Version) - Explicit Album Version |
| Artist | Cypress Hill |
| Album | Strictly Hip Hop: The Best Of Cypress Hill |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Freese, Horowitz, McDaniels ... | |
| Well, here's a little story, | |
| I got to tell | |
| About a thugged out homey, | |
| I know so well | |
| It started way back, when | |
| I was a teen | |
| In the hood, on the corner, slangin' dope to fiends | |
| Had the little stash that could serve your need | |
| You can do what you want but | |
| I got weed for me | |
| Ridin' for my fam, tryin' to hit a grand | |
| Crash unit on my ass, now | |
| I'm in demand | |
| One lonely family | |
| I be, all in the hood, | |
| I got nobody | |
| The sun is beatin' down on my red dark hat | |
| Pigs are roamin' through the alley so | |
| I gotta toss my gat | |
| Forgot about the sack, lookin' for a place to hide | |
| If they ask me for my name, fuck 'em, | |
| I'ma lieOne | |
| O.G. gangsta | |
| I beBusted in the hood, | |
| I got no more weed | |
| Pigs are comin' down on my gangsta stash | |
| When they caught me with the weed and the dope and hash | |
| He said a little somethin, | |
| I wasn't so impressed | |
| No more runnin' homey, now you're under arrest | |
| The sack was in my hand, felt like a sack of bricks | |
| I swore he couldn't see it when | |
| I threw it in my whip | |
| He said he wanted some, | |
| I said I don't have none | |
| Found it in the sun on the floor next to my gun | |
| Next thing | |
| I saw was the guns to my head | |
| Now the lead will make me dead and yo this is what he said"My name is Sgt.Slacker with a license to killI think you know what time it is, it's time to get realNow what do we have here?A banger and his peers" | |
| He cuffed my hand you understand | |
| He threatened me with tears | |
| Sorry motherfucker had his gun out with a grin | |
| You think the story's over but it's ready to begin | |
| One O.G. gangsta | |
| I beBusted in the hood, | |
| I got no more weed | |
| Pigs are comin' down on my gangsta stash | |
| When they caught me with the weed and the dope and hash | |
| Now I got your crack and most of your crew | |
| You got a couple choices of what you can do | |
| Better make the right decision if you know what | |
| I meanYou can do some time, or fork over your green | |
| I said, "I got no green", he started lookin' at me harder | |
| I said, "I don't have nothin' you can go fuck your daughter" | |
| He hit me with the fist, he hit me with the gat | |
| He put the night stick to my back, so | |
| I think I'm done, the pig's got my gun | |
| It isn't lookin' good, | |
| I got ink on my thumb | |
| Another pig walked in, said he's playin' games | |
| He gave another look at me, found out my false name | |
| One O.G. gangsta | |
| I beBusted in the hood, | |
| I got no more weed | |
| Pigs are comin' down on my gangsta stash | |
| When they caught me with the weed and the dope and hash | |
| Sittin' there pissed as | |
| I dwell in my cell | |
| The place smells like shit, in the | |
| County Jail | |
| Homey lookin' at me like he seen me before | |
| He started throwin' up a set, then he spit on the floor | |
| I think ay-yeah yo, | |
| I know this kid | |
| It's the same motherfucker cocktailed my crib | |
| This dude said, "Get ready", pulled a shank on me | |
| I said, "C'mon homey you a bit too sloppy" | |
| Fool tried to stab me, socked him in the eye | |
| The guards yelled, "Give it up" and let two fly | |
| The guards said, "Down" and we hit the floor | |
| If you make a move after you won't move no more | |
| He said, "I think you once again' best protect ya neck" | |
| I said, "Eat a dick from me you don't get respect" | |
| I said, "You wanna come with it any time and placeAnd I'll leave you like Pacino with a Scar-on-ya-face" | |
| They put him in the hole and all the bullshit stopped | |
| But when his boy had beef, yeah, he got dropped | |
| P.D. had no witness, | |
| D.A. dropped the load | |
| I got probation for the gun and the dope, case closed | |
| One O.G. gangsta | |
| I beBusted in the hood, | |
| I got no more weed | |
| Pigs are comin' down on my gangsta stash | |
| When they caught me with the weed and the dope and hash | |
| One O.G. gangsta | |
| I beBusted in the hood, | |
| I got no more weed | |
| Pigs are comin' down on my gangsta stash | |
| When they caught me with the weed and the dope and hash |
| zuo ci : Freese, Horowitz, McDaniels ... | |
| Well, here' s a little story, | |
| I got to tell | |
| About a thugged out homey, | |
| I know so well | |
| It started way back, when | |
| I was a teen | |
| In the hood, on the corner, slangin' dope to fiends | |
| Had the little stash that could serve your need | |
| You can do what you want but | |
| I got weed for me | |
| Ridin' for my fam, tryin' to hit a grand | |
| Crash unit on my ass, now | |
| I' m in demand | |
| One lonely family | |
| I be, all in the hood, | |
| I got nobody | |
| The sun is beatin' down on my red dark hat | |
| Pigs are roamin' through the alley so | |
| I gotta toss my gat | |
| Forgot about the sack, lookin' for a place to hide | |
| If they ask me for my name, fuck ' em, | |
| I' ma lieOne | |
| O. G. gangsta | |
| I beBusted in the hood, | |
| I got no more weed | |
| Pigs are comin' down on my gangsta stash | |
| When they caught me with the weed and the dope and hash | |
| He said a little somethin, | |
| I wasn' t so impressed | |
| No more runnin' homey, now you' re under arrest | |
| The sack was in my hand, felt like a sack of bricks | |
| I swore he couldn' t see it when | |
| I threw it in my whip | |
| He said he wanted some, | |
| I said I don' t have none | |
| Found it in the sun on the floor next to my gun | |
| Next thing | |
| I saw was the guns to my head | |
| Now the lead will make me dead and yo this is what he said" My name is Sgt. Slacker with a license to killI think you know what time it is, it' s time to get realNow what do we have here? A banger and his peers" | |
| He cuffed my hand you understand | |
| He threatened me with tears | |
| Sorry motherfucker had his gun out with a grin | |
| You think the story' s over but it' s ready to begin | |
| One O. G. gangsta | |
| I beBusted in the hood, | |
| I got no more weed | |
| Pigs are comin' down on my gangsta stash | |
| When they caught me with the weed and the dope and hash | |
| Now I got your crack and most of your crew | |
| You got a couple choices of what you can do | |
| Better make the right decision if you know what | |
| I meanYou can do some time, or fork over your green | |
| I said, " I got no green", he started lookin' at me harder | |
| I said, " I don' t have nothin' you can go fuck your daughter" | |
| He hit me with the fist, he hit me with the gat | |
| He put the night stick to my back, so | |
| I think I' m done, the pig' s got my gun | |
| It isn' t lookin' good, | |
| I got ink on my thumb | |
| Another pig walked in, said he' s playin' games | |
| He gave another look at me, found out my false name | |
| One O. G. gangsta | |
| I beBusted in the hood, | |
| I got no more weed | |
| Pigs are comin' down on my gangsta stash | |
| When they caught me with the weed and the dope and hash | |
| Sittin' there pissed as | |
| I dwell in my cell | |
| The place smells like shit, in the | |
| County Jail | |
| Homey lookin' at me like he seen me before | |
| He started throwin' up a set, then he spit on the floor | |
| I think ayyeah yo, | |
| I know this kid | |
| It' s the same motherfucker cocktailed my crib | |
| This dude said, " Get ready", pulled a shank on me | |
| I said, " C' mon homey you a bit too sloppy" | |
| Fool tried to stab me, socked him in the eye | |
| The guards yelled, " Give it up" and let two fly | |
| The guards said, " Down" and we hit the floor | |
| If you make a move after you won' t move no more | |
| He said, " I think you once again' best protect ya neck" | |
| I said, " Eat a dick from me you don' t get respect" | |
| I said, " You wanna come with it any time and placeAnd I' ll leave you like Pacino with a Scaronyaface" | |
| They put him in the hole and all the bullshit stopped | |
| But when his boy had beef, yeah, he got dropped | |
| P. D. had no witness, | |
| D. A. dropped the load | |
| I got probation for the gun and the dope, case closed | |
| One O. G. gangsta | |
| I beBusted in the hood, | |
| I got no more weed | |
| Pigs are comin' down on my gangsta stash | |
| When they caught me with the weed and the dope and hash | |
| One O. G. gangsta | |
| I beBusted in the hood, | |
| I got no more weed | |
| Pigs are comin' down on my gangsta stash | |
| When they caught me with the weed and the dope and hash |
| zuò cí : Freese, Horowitz, McDaniels ... | |
| Well, here' s a little story, | |
| I got to tell | |
| About a thugged out homey, | |
| I know so well | |
| It started way back, when | |
| I was a teen | |
| In the hood, on the corner, slangin' dope to fiends | |
| Had the little stash that could serve your need | |
| You can do what you want but | |
| I got weed for me | |
| Ridin' for my fam, tryin' to hit a grand | |
| Crash unit on my ass, now | |
| I' m in demand | |
| One lonely family | |
| I be, all in the hood, | |
| I got nobody | |
| The sun is beatin' down on my red dark hat | |
| Pigs are roamin' through the alley so | |
| I gotta toss my gat | |
| Forgot about the sack, lookin' for a place to hide | |
| If they ask me for my name, fuck ' em, | |
| I' ma lieOne | |
| O. G. gangsta | |
| I beBusted in the hood, | |
| I got no more weed | |
| Pigs are comin' down on my gangsta stash | |
| When they caught me with the weed and the dope and hash | |
| He said a little somethin, | |
| I wasn' t so impressed | |
| No more runnin' homey, now you' re under arrest | |
| The sack was in my hand, felt like a sack of bricks | |
| I swore he couldn' t see it when | |
| I threw it in my whip | |
| He said he wanted some, | |
| I said I don' t have none | |
| Found it in the sun on the floor next to my gun | |
| Next thing | |
| I saw was the guns to my head | |
| Now the lead will make me dead and yo this is what he said" My name is Sgt. Slacker with a license to killI think you know what time it is, it' s time to get realNow what do we have here? A banger and his peers" | |
| He cuffed my hand you understand | |
| He threatened me with tears | |
| Sorry motherfucker had his gun out with a grin | |
| You think the story' s over but it' s ready to begin | |
| One O. G. gangsta | |
| I beBusted in the hood, | |
| I got no more weed | |
| Pigs are comin' down on my gangsta stash | |
| When they caught me with the weed and the dope and hash | |
| Now I got your crack and most of your crew | |
| You got a couple choices of what you can do | |
| Better make the right decision if you know what | |
| I meanYou can do some time, or fork over your green | |
| I said, " I got no green", he started lookin' at me harder | |
| I said, " I don' t have nothin' you can go fuck your daughter" | |
| He hit me with the fist, he hit me with the gat | |
| He put the night stick to my back, so | |
| I think I' m done, the pig' s got my gun | |
| It isn' t lookin' good, | |
| I got ink on my thumb | |
| Another pig walked in, said he' s playin' games | |
| He gave another look at me, found out my false name | |
| One O. G. gangsta | |
| I beBusted in the hood, | |
| I got no more weed | |
| Pigs are comin' down on my gangsta stash | |
| When they caught me with the weed and the dope and hash | |
| Sittin' there pissed as | |
| I dwell in my cell | |
| The place smells like shit, in the | |
| County Jail | |
| Homey lookin' at me like he seen me before | |
| He started throwin' up a set, then he spit on the floor | |
| I think ayyeah yo, | |
| I know this kid | |
| It' s the same motherfucker cocktailed my crib | |
| This dude said, " Get ready", pulled a shank on me | |
| I said, " C' mon homey you a bit too sloppy" | |
| Fool tried to stab me, socked him in the eye | |
| The guards yelled, " Give it up" and let two fly | |
| The guards said, " Down" and we hit the floor | |
| If you make a move after you won' t move no more | |
| He said, " I think you once again' best protect ya neck" | |
| I said, " Eat a dick from me you don' t get respect" | |
| I said, " You wanna come with it any time and placeAnd I' ll leave you like Pacino with a Scaronyaface" | |
| They put him in the hole and all the bullshit stopped | |
| But when his boy had beef, yeah, he got dropped | |
| P. D. had no witness, | |
| D. A. dropped the load | |
| I got probation for the gun and the dope, case closed | |
| One O. G. gangsta | |
| I beBusted in the hood, | |
| I got no more weed | |
| Pigs are comin' down on my gangsta stash | |
| When they caught me with the weed and the dope and hash | |
| One O. G. gangsta | |
| I beBusted in the hood, | |
| I got no more weed | |
| Pigs are comin' down on my gangsta stash | |
| When they caught me with the weed and the dope and hash |
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