La Brea Boys, Pt. II Songtext
von AKTHESAVIOR

Flatbush Trini nigga heard em popping shots
Before I even popped a willy nigga roti from the shop
Right down the block that pepper sauce too hot
It make your sweat drop, cop doubles out in bedstuy
Same block as fish fry I took the dollar van to church ave
Fuck taking a cab I told the driver right here
He stopped the end of the ave i seen a rasta
With a chalice gave a nod when I past
I show respect and keep the balance let the knowledge expand
But still a shotta tho lets see you talk that shit
Into the choppas nose make niggas dance
Like passa passa shows then send em down the road
I knew a girl named rose she had a ass
Like murder she wrote and every time she passed
Had niggas on her like a float, uh, unspoken rule
They question you no body know, uh
Straight up out the Gaza you can′t view the place I go, uh
Only herbs a blow rude boy so keep the snow
No toys these tings explode, avoid them foolish roles uh


This one ah fi di friends weh we burry
Real bad man keep guns like everyday
To di streets weh we marry
Neva know when you last day ina di jungle pray
Hope mamma pray for me
Hope granny pray for me
Cause dem ah wait for me yeahhh
Hope my niggas pray for me
Oh baby pray for me
Don't know what waits for me outside
Hope my niggas pray for me
Oh baby pray for me
Don′t do me dirty & leave me outside

We land in Port of Spain that's home you know
We Trini to the bone they call sweet tnt
But spark some shit up it might blow and
Yea the block be hot but not just cuz the pitch is pon
The road them boys dem toting glocks
And they don't hesitate to take a soul praise jah
Next day aint promise so vibing till its dawn and that puncheon
Sneak up on you like a nigga that you owed
Plus that natural food be bussin ain′t no clones
Straight organic so the girl dem bamcy poking out the clothes
I′m from the south imma labrea boy the station by beach
Bad Mon counting dust but chop ya finger if you reach
Got a cousin with a cutlass and a uncle with the heat
If you try to stop the feast melt you like some Trini cheese
But it's peace most times we free our mind
We bunning tree sending prayers to the most high embrace the family
Spreading love is what we live by the dance set us free
Banging on steel pan just like they bang on the street uh


This one ah fi di friends weh we burry
Real bad man keep guns like everyday
To di streets weh we marry
Neva know when you last day ina di jungle pray
Hope mamma pray for me
Hope granny pray for me
Cause dem ah wait for me yeahhh
Hope my niggas pray for me
Oh baby pray for me
Don′t know what waits for me outside
Hope my niggas pray for me
Oh baby pray for me
Don't do me dirty & leave me outside