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letra de westside storie - the caution crew

ain’t tryin’ to win no fame and glory
just runnin’ it down about the westside storie, dig it
sorry homeboys, not tryin’ to put you down
just tryin’ to send a message to the other side of town, dig it

born in a hood, tryin’ to get out
it’s hard tryin’ to make it when the peoples’ in doubt
wanna get rich, make a million bucks
plot and scheme, want to rob an armored truck
know it’s impossible, settle for a score
a friend and you, five after 4:00
you and your buddy went to do a job
liquor store on the corner you intended to rob
something went wrong but you got away
your friend got caught and now you got to pray
he’s under pressure and starts to sing
they pick you up, it ain’t no thing
you learned the hard way who you can trust
me, myself, and i, yeah that’s us
and now your so-called friend is back on the street
he’s droppin’ dimes, nickels, quarters, just to make ends meet
one by one your friends end up doing time
’cause a sissified punk keeps dropping the dime
he tries to play it off, smooth as h-ll
but he never spent a day in the county jail
now he’s riding around in a new cadillac
wasn’t working, how’d he get it? can you explain that?
now his friends get suspicious and they all said “hmm”
no source of income, how’d you get it so soon?
says he got it from insurance but it’s nothing but a lie
why you snitchin’ on the homies, can you tell us why?
he said “[?], why are you accusing me?”
’cause it’s wrote in black and white for everybody to see
[?] makin’ [?] for the hood
set his car on fire like he knew we would
it just ain’t right, how could you tell on a friend?
we were one family, stick together to the end
used to joke and play together and have a good time
memories from the past made me write this rhyme
used to kick it real tough, play sports at the park
but it’s all broken up just because of a narc
so watch what you do and watch what you say
’cause the one you’re talkin’ to might wreck your play
shouldn’t do it anyway, but if you do
remember god’s watching so play it cool
ain’t tryin’ to win no fame and glory
just runnin’ it down about the westside storie, dig it!

you can take it on yourself if you only listen
while you sit in jail you can find what you’re missin’
your friends brag on you and call you hard
’cause you’re knockin’ out people all over the yard
you’re only 17, got real long hair
but when you think to yourself do they really care?
you wonder what they doin’, are they gettin’ laid?
and how you wish a life you could trade
you should’ve done right [?] you could do wrong
and now the jail has become your second home
try to play the role and you wanna be tough
but one day somebody’s gonna call your bluff
you think you’re real bad ’cause you carry a gun
but when something goes down, you’re all on the run
now you’re escapin’ death, minute by minute
don’t want to [?] up from no ten year sentence
life on the street got you living really badly
frown on your face got you feeling all sadly

sorry homeboys, not tryin’ to put you down
just tryin’ to send a message to the other side of town, dig it

drawin’ on a trash can, whippin’ up a old man
runnin’ down the alley, shootin’ caps with sally
you better watch for me and policeman, catch me if you can
i gotta gun, i got [?]
i got no [?] treat me like a school kid
and if you know who this is, might just be your kids
they do kick it live, livin’ on the westside
rragh!
like the sea, your mind flows free
not far from the state of insanity
your life was took all because of a brag
on the wrong side of town tryin’ to go for bag
police is kickin’ back while we shoot each other down
and when we cryin’ for help, they ain’t never around
we cry real loud but no one listen
’cause n0body cares to give you attention
n0body loves you, n0body care
i was once running fearless, now i’m running all scared

policemen pick me up, mindin’ my own business
i said to myself “what the h-ll is this?”
a jacket on my back, tryin’ to call me a criminal
all upset and made me turn into an animal
walkin’ to my girlfriend’s, love on my mind
seems something goes wrong every time
riding in a cop car, head down low
tryin’ to hide my face so my friends don’t know
down at the station, put through a lineup
i know i’m innocent, still got sent up
only did six months, that’s not the point
did time ’cause they said that i’m the one
i lost my job, i got to start all over
me and my girl and my dog named rover
it’s hard to make it, cannot fake it
i was faced with many problems i couldn’t take it
ain’t tryin’ to win no fame and glory
just runnin’ it down about the westside storie, dig it

so you’re growin’ up hard on the side of town
your homies pick a fight and you want to throw down
you say me and you, man, one on one
but your homeboys jump in and [?]
the cops run you in, you’re booked on first degree
and that’s the chance you take when you try to be og
you’re runnin’ streets, comin’ home late
hangin’ out on the corner, living second rate
you’re told to wash the dishes and take out the trash
but you’re living in a world of grandmaster flash
got your music turned up loud, can’t hear the tv
don’t wanna listen to your mom so you deal with daddy

ain’t tryin’ to win no fame and glory
just runnin’ it down about the westside storie, dig it
huh huh, huh huh huh, huh huh

just runnin’ it down about the westside storie, dig it
dig it, dig it, dig it

sorry homeboys, not tryin’ to put you down
just tryin’ to send a message to the other side of town, dig it
huh huh, huh huh huh, huh huh

just tryin’ to send a message to the other side of town, dig it
dig it, dig it, dig it, dig it

huh, it’s like that

yo rodney, what’s up man?
what’s up man?

it’s like that

the westside storie, dig it

- the caution crew

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