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Sekou Story

 

Sekou Story

(альбом: Street's Disciple - 2004)


Uh, I knew a few pharmacists, fuck frozen
They kept pneumonias on their arms and wrists
The main dude, Sekou, face look hard as shit
Remember like yesterday, they were the kings of ecstasy
Kept selling it, he blends in everywhere, has a mixed heritage
Bitches let him hit on the reg', waterbed seats in his car
All red Ferrari, Florida where we met at a red light
Homeboy bumping my old shit
They wilding with some freaks from the islands
Piled in behind him, limousine, Benz
He shouted, "Nas, roll with us"
I'm bored so I followed him
Nikki Beach, here's where the scene begins
He put me on to Dawn, nice ass with a set of mean twins
Had a pocket full of cash, Sekou wasn't letting me spend
I was there for the weekend, packed and prepared for anything
Then he brings me to his castle in Coconut Grove
War stories about dudes both of us know
Never heard drunken words spoken so slow
A year go by, the nigga was fly
Prada shoes, a lotta jewelry, stayed high
Got a call, he's in N.Y.
Needs a couple of Gs 'til tomorrow, I dips by
For a season where he's at
Greets me with a smile, told him "Here keep that"
Next week got a call from his wife
Said somebody done took son life
She said

"Who gon' hold me down now? Hold me down now
Tell me that huh who gon' hold me down now?
Who gon' hold me down now? Who gon' hold me down?
Tell me that huh who gon' hold me down now"

Forget about them other dudes, they talking to me rude
Cause I always knew the truth, they hated Sekou
H2 full of holes, the drove him off the road
Left him there on Biscayne, clothes stained with his brain
My soul shattered, my man's toe's tagged up
Arrangement's a closed casket
See now a ho has to, maintain with his fake gang
Shedding fake tears, I won't have it
Look, this kid's Jamaican half Haitian, half Asian
Brag about how the streets needed a changing
Son, you the only one a bitch could call
You remind me of my dude, help me get them all

"Di-sci-ple"
"You remind me of my dude, help me get them all"
"Di-sci-ple"
"You remind me of my dude, help me get them all"

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