A Pinebox Story Songtext
von Raekwon
A Pinebox Story Songtext
Yo, what the fuck is that right there?
Yo, what the fuck?
Yo, somebody in that shit, man
Oh, shit, feet is hanging out
There′s somebody in there
A metal rock hit his face with a rush
They pistol whipped him, shot him with his dutch
He lost all his trust, smoking dust, choking in his lust
Living out his lies, 'til one day he stole a pair of nuts
Tried to go hard, that′s the wrong song
He should've just jetted, Moet'ing his mind up was wrong
He could′ve made it but he waited, hesitated
Laying on the bitch, they caught him right in front of his moms
They did him extra dirty, stripped him, tied his hands to his Vans
Them old school niggas left a victim
His blooded waist, broken arm, cut him in his face
I heard the chants, he don′t deserve life, let him lamp
Choking him, poking him, hitting him with all kind of knives
Left him soaking, we ain't know but see the flies all in his mouth
He was out, they broke him up, knocked him out three times
And threw him in his slouch, took his sneakers and his beeper
Where′s Theresa? Snatched the reefer
That bitch is next, catch her on the sequel
Swollen eyes, his face is pulverized, trying to be a hustler
Two ounces he want to mobilize
Dumb dummy, no team, he barely had money
Flying around old ass Jag, buying blow from me
Ski mask, Robin Jean wearing old sweet ass
Yo, what the fuck?
Yo, somebody in that shit, man
Oh, shit, feet is hanging out
There′s somebody in there
A metal rock hit his face with a rush
They pistol whipped him, shot him with his dutch
He lost all his trust, smoking dust, choking in his lust
Living out his lies, 'til one day he stole a pair of nuts
Tried to go hard, that′s the wrong song
He should've just jetted, Moet'ing his mind up was wrong
He could′ve made it but he waited, hesitated
Laying on the bitch, they caught him right in front of his moms
They did him extra dirty, stripped him, tied his hands to his Vans
Them old school niggas left a victim
His blooded waist, broken arm, cut him in his face
I heard the chants, he don′t deserve life, let him lamp
Choking him, poking him, hitting him with all kind of knives
Left him soaking, we ain't know but see the flies all in his mouth
He was out, they broke him up, knocked him out three times
And threw him in his slouch, took his sneakers and his beeper
Where′s Theresa? Snatched the reefer
That bitch is next, catch her on the sequel
Swollen eyes, his face is pulverized, trying to be a hustler
Two ounces he want to mobilize
Dumb dummy, no team, he barely had money
Flying around old ass Jag, buying blow from me
Ski mask, Robin Jean wearing old sweet ass
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