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fo' clips - can't put me under lyrics

can’t put me under

from the ghetto was a bad little young brother
in the gs hitting corners and burning rubber
never thought the day would come, that a young g would have it out with the dumdums
i’m up against the wall with my 9 and four clips
these lil suckas bunking ain’t holding back, get
i caught one in the shoulder but then i stop and check, the bullet’s kinda hot, but they messing with a lunatic
so i reload and give them some more of this locced out compton 4+4
on the ready yo i hear officer’s down, fo clips put him down for the comp+town
jump into my bucket thinking yeah would i get away, caught two mo ran my bucket in a safe way
now i’m shaking and bleeding internally, the bullet hit my chest now i’m taking my last grip
now i’m handcuffed to this bed, thoughts of making it and thoughts of being dead
d+mn a n+gga would never wonder, that these lil suckas would try to put me under

now i hear beeps and mo beeps of my heart beats, slowly my body gets weak
d+mn a brotha can’t go out this way, eyes barely shut seeing tears on my moms face
the thought of these suckas puttn me here, left my mind thoughtless and felt no fear, now
six months done passed and a brotha done recovered, cards from loved ones and hugs from my mother
still attached to this messed up prison, waitin on a judge so i can get my sentence
cut to the county to these brothers i’m a hero, bucked two cops in a d off that indo
but to me i just did what i had to, protect myself and blast on these fools
now the hood might take a brotha unda, but i’ll never let a pig take me unda

now it’s been some years and my jail time is done
can’t wait to get out and hit this herb
these pigs behind this wall were my last nerve
catch one slippin’ on the street i put his face to the curb
you messin’ with a k!ller, poke me brother
bigger and bigger my gun gets quick to peel yo cap trick
so step off, i’m strapped with a sawed+off quick to break that crack in yo, arm
cuz time is short where i come from
never have no love for no compton dumdums
and staying strapped is the best policy
the pigs can’t wait to see me dead in the streets
but buck them cops, we got heat like thunder
and they’ll never be able to put me under

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