Текст (слова) песни: South Central Cartel - County Bluez

 
[ INTRO ] 
Damn.I must be dreamin 
I can`t be dreamin. I don`t see no motherfuckin bitches I can diss 
Damn. All these motherfuckin brothers around me 
I know that motherfucker I know him and I know that punk 
I`m in this motherfuckin county again 
Feelin the bluez... 
 
[ VERSE 1 ] 
Damn in the county again another felony 
2 and a half could be the strech so they tellin me shit 
I ain`t wid it but I deal wid the shit 
Laid back take a hit on a hunk and spit 
In a safe nigga damn I ain`t wit this 
Punk cops walkin by with a shit list 
Going down for a bronko with a big old G 
Stuck his ass with the 4 cause he`s fuckin with P 
Only time on my hand and its killin me 
Gettin punked by the motherfuckin deputy 
Keep your shoulder on the wall niggas don`t look back 
because I`m black they think a brother don`t know how to act 
All the gangsters gangster don`t be tricked 
The nigga tryin to be yo friend but you might get picked 
Or get faded you`ll be cool playa friend 
Saggin you up to get up in you ass 
Fucked up livin as a number 
Shit I gotta make it so I pipe down 
Cold chillin in the county where a punk gets clowned 
 
[ CHORUS ] 
Now I`m dressed in the county bluez 
Cause in the county you know everybody 
Now I`m dressed in the county bluez 
Damn another felony thats what they tellin me 
 
[ VERSE 2 ] 
In the county bluez I refused to be a sucker 
And hold my breath for a punk motherfucker 
Yo a damned gangster in the system of hell again 
Where men beat men and men fuck men 
Six in the mornin called on a roof top 
Callin my number as I stand with my hands locked 
To a fool who did a 187 yo life is a bitch 
In the county its like death row 
Punk ass deputies talk like they all that 
I stock on the ground if I talk I get ratpacked 
Yeah you gotta play their game or get fucked up 
Put in the box like a dog you get locked up 
Yeah they call us niggas they diss us and they talk shit 
Put us in a cell with a nigga holdin a hard dick 
Yeah I pulled a ???? and I puff on it 
I got a letter from Shay with I love you on it 
Damn another day of this I might a-walk 
Fools gettin shanked and hunged in a shower hall 
Havik I`m doin my time with the crazy fools 
Yo I`m dressed in these county bluez 
 
[ CHORUS ] 
 
Man I`m tired of these motherfuckin deputies 
Tellin me to put my hands in my pockets 
and my shoulders on the wall 
And my bitch ain`t even brought me my wet ?photo? yet 
Man I`m tired of these bluez 
 
[ VERSE 3 ] 
Home again lover G in the premises 
Kickin ass is my everyday business 
You check me cause on the streets I`m cool 
But your the county off known to bring to change a fool 
On the streets I`m a G in the county I`m O.G. 
E to the E from the S.C.C. 
Shackled down because I`m out to fuck son 
Punk motherfuckers with the 9 to try son 
Stupid ass gangs on the nigga you hate the law 
But we`ll see who pushed off the shore 
Look I`m 23 and my problem is this 
I beat a bitch down and a bitch felt this 
Know I`m in a cell where I flow shit 
Makin niggas bent over for some pole shit 
Niggas play me for crackin a young stupid ass cell mate 
Turned out tryin to perv a tray 
In the county you dare if you do what you don`t do 
So one might try you or you might slide through 
The system smooth but fuck with 
But in the county I`m down for this bullshit 
Yeah........... 
 
[ CHORUS ] 
 
Damn. You mean to tell me I`m still in this motherfuckin county 
This shit is crazy. I guess Imma learn and deal with this fucked up ass shit 
Life in the county jail. 
My dumb hoe still ain`t brought my wet ?photo? yet 
Everytime I call home. 
That fucked up ass hoe ain`t at home 
And where she is 
The bitch want me to sell my collect car 
But I ........I guess you`ll respect that shit 
When you in the county 
Feelin these fucked up ass bluez 
Feelin the bluez
 

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County Bluez
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