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No Sell Out
With my guy in the
box Chevy He got a
job, used to move rock steady Windows shaking when the
bass drop heavy Nigga driving like he the
black Tom Petty All fast, extra tint on the
glass Way past the
limit when we was passed up in it Woop-woop, We heard sirens Swear I
never liked police better than the
firemen Here they come harassing us, off the
GP Maybe it's because the
car looking like a
tepee Easy easy easy, they approached us Hand by their holsters, close to their toasters Us against them man, that's the
culture Try to look sober before they get close to The
window, hoping that the
wind blow The
smell away, been through hell today, don't need a
fel-o-nay Asking my guy for his license Damn fam, you ain't got a
license? At least for the
weed he got a
license They shining the
light right through my iris Got us out the
car, put us on the
curb Going through the
car looking for the
herb Must've found something 'cause he acting all awry Found a
pound stashed in the
laundry Then they started asking whose was it Split us up so they can ask more questions Am I the
buyer? Am I the
supplier? Am I
rich? Do I
have any priors? Once they realized that they couldn't move an inch us That's when they divide and try to Willie Lynch us Said that my guy said it was my shit Oh I'ma fall for that ol' shit? C'mon man I'm from a
Chi environment Exercise my right to stay silent Smoking Bob Marley but I
ain't gonna well out Or sing to the
cops man, no sell out
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