E-40 - The Story Lyrics
Chorus:Heres a little story I got to tellAnd this dis goes on, again and againUh, uhHeres a little story I got to tellAnd this dis goes on, again and againUh, uhHeres a little story I got to tellAnd this dis goes on, again and againUh, uhHeres a little story I got to tellAnd this dis goes on, again and againUh, uhVerse 1:I think it goes, ya live by the dirt, ya die by the shovelYou can repent and come with God or you can know a devilYou can go and get a job or you can do some federalBut if I were you, Id straighten up and do some next levelI often tweek when I drive (drives)How can a small town like thelel have all these homocidesMan, fools be droppin like fliesMaybe we need mo brothers sellin bean piesAnd its a fool cuz everybody mamas know each otherIt aint cool, but you know black folks like to act they colorWonder why all the good people get put through some manyDifferent changes of the webAnd all those folks that do wrong seem like theyLive foreverI wish I can rewind timeRemember when we used to get free lunch, and theCity bus used to cost a dimeRunnin around, talkin about you got the cootiesLiftin up skirts, and touchin girls bootiesBoy, take those shoes off before ya come up in dis houseAnd whatever you do, dont you sit on grandmamas plasticCovered couchWhy is it that when all the homeys get togethor, we get backIn the dayzAnd I can remember a time we get drunk somebody bring up aidsLife is something you catch ball and give backHere today and gone tomorrowJust like thatPat yo rats on yo back (patch your rats on your back)Take some time out yo waltz (take some time out yo waltz)And tell your loveems that you love em as allChorusVerse 2:Uh, uh fatty is the key to end all your wallsContemporary crib, cash cards and clothesBut then it cause problems like guns and spidsFamilys fall out and dont talk for yearsLike my cromey (like my cromey)They called him big breadedHis first cousin set him up and left his ass for deadChurches, wakes, nothing unusual, seem like every otherDamn day Im buyin and brand new suit for funeralsHave yo pockets ever lost weight, and you aint even triedDid you wonder if yo cash was on da dietSee, when youre up, everybody wanna come aroundBut when ya down, aint nobody out there to be foundIf you love someone you should tell em oftenYa never know when theyll be layin in da coffinDedicated to my peoples up in jailYa partner 40 water gotta story to tell (a story to tell)ChorusVerse 3:Takin tert da ninja out da getto (the getto)But not the getto out da ninja, give me life for 3 rocksBut I wont surrenderOh hes a heven (heven), nigga da way he dressHe must be dealin (dealin) how did he get that lexOf course, if it aint used get spokes, its crime and coastIts all dey workShootin shit up and actin tough, ridin around with gold n stuffIts roughHow much money you earn, enough, I own my own law firmDont need a tux, I twerks picoods and kakis (kakis)Levis and t-shirts (levis and t-shirts), whatever the streets works(streets works)Partner doutch, you been actin kinda funny lately since you evenGot a few bucksBut Im still folks with some pac, remember three flies upAnd this goes on, again and againDis goes on, again and againAint nothin changed but the tad toySame time, different day, different starChorus
