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letra de i'm tryin' to tell 'em - fat joe

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[chorus]
hey, little kids don’t follow these dopes
tell them again, me come to tell them again, gwan
hey, little kids don’t follow these dopes
tell them again, me come to tell them again
hey, little kids don’t follow these dopes
tell them again, me come to tell them again, gwan
hey, little kids don’t follow these dopes
tell them again, me come to tеll them

[verse 1]
well, herе we go again, another rough day in the hood
it’s ninety degrees and everybody’s up to no good
i work hard from nine to five everyday
tellin’ myself, ”but yo, there’s got to be a better way?”
i have a son, he doesn’t understand
that he’s just a little boy, yo, he thinks he’s the man
lookin’ up to the dealers on the block
hopin’ one day, he’s gonna run his own spot
but i’ll be d-mned over my dead body
you ain’t sellin’ drugs, this ain’t that type of party
and yo, besides, you’re too young for those thoughts
you wouldn’t think that you was frickin’ banned if you got caught
you need to chill, maintain, you know the situation
take that ass to school and get an education
’cause otherwise you’ll be left in the dust
relyin’ on a system that you know we can’t trust, for real
[chorus]
hey, little kids don’t follow these dopes
tell them again, me come to tell them again, gwan
hey, little kids don’t follow these dopes
tell them again, me come to tell them again
hey, little kids don’t follow these dopes
tell them again, me come to tell them again, gwan
hey, little kids don’t follow these dopes
tell them again, me come to tell them

[verse 2]
a-yo, things are gettin’ worse by the second
crackheads on the corner with a cup always beggin’
brother seen a flip when it’s hot
ladies spendin’ over loot they got at the number spot
look at the man from the corner store
yo, he been workin’ for years but then again, he’s still poor
and yo, it’s messed up, the way it’s goin’ down
brothers gettin’ high, girls doin’ doo doo brown
the situation’s lookin’ grim
instead of tryna educate me, always tryna hit skins
and your police don’t help nothin’
yo, they harass every day, tryna send me away, son
so i remain and stay at school
i’m not tryna put my life in the hands of a number four
neighborhood thugs are jellin’ me
and all the while i hear my father’s voice tellin’ me, yo
[chorus]
hey, little kids don’t follow these dopes
tell them again, me come to tell them again, gwan
hey, little kids don’t follow these dopes
tell them again, me come to tell them again
hey, little kids don’t follow these dopes
tell them again, me come to tell them again, gwan
hey, little kids don’t follow these dopes
tell them again, me come to tell them

[verse 3]
now let’s get back to the topic
my peoples gettin’ murdered every day, we need to stop it
brothers need to chill for bein’ trife
there’s plenty other n-ggas in jail doin’ life
and that’s what they want to see
but that’ll never happen to a brother like me
see, the system was made for us to fail
at times i think to myself, ”we’re livin’ in h-ll”
and that’s why i had to let you know the deal
the life you wann live will get you k!lled, on the real
listen up and take heed to what i said
luck to all my peoples in the hood, hold your head

[chorus]
hey, little kids don’t follow these dopes
tell them again, me come to tell them again, gwan
hey, little kids don’t follow these dopes
tell them again, me come to tell them again
hey, little kids don’t follow these dopes
tell them again, me come to tell them again, gwan
hey, little kids don’t follow these dopes
tell them again, me come to tell them

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