504 Boyz Feat Krazy Tell Me Lyrics

Tell Me Lyrics

504 Boyz feat. Krazy

 

 Tell Me

 Or testify on any of my homies

 That's the code to the streets, ya heard me

 What's up Krazy, we in here

 The New No Limit, code to the streets baby

 

 [Chorus]

 Could you tell me where my niggas at

 In the pen, or the grave I'd never figure that

 Could you tell me Lord what triggered that

 I guess these project bricks got a nigga trapped

 

 [Krazy]

 As I inhale the weed, tears dropping as I leave the cemetery

 My nigga's in the ground now, damn this life is scary

 Try to hold in my pain, I drink till I'm buried

 This henessey got me gone, my eyes are blurry

 Face to face with reality, my dog is gone

 For them bitch niggas that did it, I finger fuck my chrome

 And my dogs in the penn, doing fifty to life

 I'm a soldier till I die, mutherfuck 3 strikes

 I remember b-balling with my niggas for fun

 If I bust then you bust, I gave you my gun

 Telly, dog you know I miss you, I still got love

 Just to be the man you was, I'd probably drink your blood

 

 [Chorus - 2x]

 

 [Master P]

 Kevin Miller you gone, but you always missed

 C and Mac locked up, but we still a click

 Received letters from the penn, homies feel my pain

 25 caught ten, man it's just a game

 When DEA and the persecutors know my lawyer

 See our skin tone is black, so our time is borrowed

 I'm in a cell with three killas, so unleash the beast

 And the judge send a word about cop a plea

 They say we angry cause we can't breathe, uneducated

 Facing life so it's strike three, independent

 Slanging records call us coke dealers

 C-Murder innocent trapped, and we gon fight it so the world gon feel us

 

 [Chorus - 2x]

 

 [Krazy]

 Lord please accept my nigga mail

 Did my homie sell his soul to get out of jail

 I heard my nigga Mac finally gon make bail

 We bouncing hot boy, thugging trying to make mail, the drought is hell

 For my dogs still slang for livings

 Thank God Black Jesus is forgiven

 I try to tell my little homies, ain't no love on the streets

 But my niggas don't hear shit, when it's time to eat

 And these soldiers, will bust your head if you slipping

 I feel like my dog P, nigga I ain't tripping

 A dopefiend at 14, look what the game done did him

 I can hear his mama scream as the chopper hit him

 

 [Chorus - 2x]