Gee Dawg 'n' Joe Boy - They Don't Understand | Текст песни

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[Chorus]
They complain about my sagging pants
They way I stand in my gangsta stance
They don't understand why
Why must I be that way?

[Verse 1: Joe Boy]
It's like this, it's like that, always on my back
None of this, none of that, expecting a yaps to the tap
In the same frame of mind, in a different period of time
Back in the day, bats and chains were used but now I'm dodging nines
So please, ease off them stories you be tellin' me
On how you hang then bang, cause man that ain't your history
Realize, open your eyes, I know that it tempts to make you cry
Terrorized, mother's eyes wondering if I'm going to die
But them ?? I gotta go through and it ain't cool
Powdering off the homies, lost a man, hope it's only a few
Dippin' limos to the funerals in Lord's numerals
?? with my hair, better than my khakis hanging real low, so
Retaliation is the aftermath, I got to blast
On the laney suckers that left my homies in the bloodbath
Incarceration can be a consequence and it don't make sense
Being locked down in a cage, serving a life sentence
But that's the chance I gotta take
You wondering how could I make a decision that'll have my whole life put up at stake?
Insane in the brain is what you claim
But all along I'm easing pain, and feeling drained
From all the drama that I done been through
Livin' in the ghetto fool, it's hard to settle through, I try to peddle through
The obstacles and how the system tries to can me
Explain myself - but why? Y'all don't understand me

[Chorus]
They complain about my sagging pants
They way I stand in my gangsta stance
They don't understand why
Why must I be that way?
They complain about the life I chose
My hairstyle and my G'd up clothes
They don't understand why
Why must I be that way?

[Verse 2: Gee Dawg]
Braids, afros and curls mackin' on women and girls
There's a lot of fools out there downgrading my world (Why is that?)
I live that love life, I live that high life
I live that right life, I live that Compton life
Livin' dangerously for the money makin'
As a 'ru, life ain't nathin' if it can be taken
So, in the mind of a niggero
It starts to take what is yours, but y'all don't hear me though
And for a factor I'm caught up in the rapture
I'm labeled a jacker because my skin is blacker
And I'll be what I thought to be
Catch you slippin' and I'm takin' cars, money and jewerly
Because my conscience don't bother me
Inhale the stress in my chest then I'll jack someone else, huh
Just the lifestyle, Gee Dawg was a trouble child
I think I'm going down but in the meanwhile
I'll continue to buck and blast
Blast and drop punks until a G like me runs outta luck
And then I'm stuck G, maybe six feet deep
Than be a smoker I'd rather be shot dead in the streets
But until then I'ma slang, get my game on girls
I won't change for the next man cause they don't understand

[Chorus]
They complain about my sagging pants
They way I stand in my gangsta stance
They don't understand why
Why must I be that way?
They complain about the life I chose
My hairstyle and my G'd up clothes
They don't understand why
Why must I be that way?
They complain about my pants...

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