Bronx Tales

Lyrics

[Verse] Heyo, I woke up in the mornin and I jumped in the shower I guess I'm just cool like that, I guess you niggas must've thought That you be rappin for dollars, I guess I must've fooled you cats I got a call from Show about a quarter to 4 He said we gotta go to war, time to lay the law I mean, nigga, don't trip, I'ma tell you some shit Stan's crib got hit for about six bricks And the shit got sick when he told me how it played out Everybody laid out with they mothafuckin brains out And what killed me the most, they even rocks on yo son He was 10 at the most So I hopped in the whip and [?] Shit, even in my worst day, I'm known to floss Now I'm lookin for the guy with the sky blue Porsche That's my nigga from the Nine, a reliable source And he said he wasn't sure who came over this [?] But there's some kids sellin knicks the size of golf balls So I lurked to see if them niggas was there And they had [?] like cops was still a-there So I hopped out the whip, started spazzin and shit Like I'll be right back, we bout to clap up this bitch Man, I shoulda known better not to lose my shot Cause a nigga creeped up and tried to pop my top Now I'm stuck between Heaven and Hell And all I could hear was mamas was screamin, I was better off in jail It's only logical, niggas gotta do what they gotta do Next day, I woke up to find myself out the hospital I'm tryna front like it's nothin to me I'm mad weak, my wounds still leakin blood on my seats Now word got around that they back on they block And I send two shooters but they both got rocked Rumors out that I'm messin they shit They on some hitman shit, got niggas scared to stand next to me, kid I'm out for delf, but I've been here before Man, I know what you feel, them niggas kill But I'm winnin this war And my main man Leo put me up on the phone He said him and big bro share the same P.O And he be there, let's say at three, ayo, that's peace I be outside layin in the black SUV Showin up, there he go, like "What's really good? "Nah, nigga, I'm bout to show you what's really hood." So I jumped out the truck and he reached for his ratchet Forgot he's on parole, man, he couldn't even pack it *Gunshots* OOOWEEE! [Fat Joe shouts out several people until fade]