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Texty: Jin. The Rest Is History. The Good, The Bad & The Ugly.


Chinese talkin
i vowed 2 neva talk about the guns and the drugs
til i saw the guns and the drugs
theres tons in the hood
ill admit i neva sold a sack in my life
watchin scarface thinkin that was the life
slangin dope n coke respect money n power
but what happens when things start to go sour
everybody wanna c more cash
but ego clash n thats when egos crash
see the 2 of them started out with nickels n dimes
graduated now they movin bricks at a time
down 2 do wateva even wet up cops
tryna build an empire so they set up shop
they got themselves connect ready 2 tie it down
a busta went from philly straight to china town
now the does pourin in
heads aint finkin the same
all of a sudden theres a weak link in the chain
hes a six two brawlin cat nickname bolo
caught beef wit his man so he had 2 go dolo
but that was a nono
you no the code of the streets
everybody gotta eat
n thats jus how shit in the hood be
aint sayin this a true story but it could be
for the next 3 months bolos nowhere to be found
they say coz of the beef thats why he left town
n everybody nows y they dont get along
hes a greedy bastard stole half a mill from form
forms the quiet type silent n deadly
u playin wit his money now he violent n ready
they was partners betrayed by his own man
so he feel he gotta take action in to his own hands
"father forgive me for the sins i commit but when i c dat thief again thats it"

chorus:
the good the bad things can get ugly
every hustle over this money think what it should be
never know who when where or what could be
if you still alive then u probly understood me

meanwhile across town in a 2 bedroom apartment
bolos goin through it
baby mommas through it
all that dumb shit he puttin her through
disappeared for 3 months plus he hittin her 2
know she gotta her bags packed n she ready 2 bounce
didnt leave a thing not even the keys to the house
let her leave he aint talk with her at all
went straight for the safe behind the portrait on the wall
hes back for his jewels that n the cash
plus to sell the last few bricks he had in the stash
get his money right then he leavin agen
off 2 find a new life n start breathin again
so the deal was made and the buyers agreed
in exchange they bring what the suppliers would need
picked a spot in china town uncle lenny used 2 own
dollar bills on the wall respectfully known
bolo went by himself even though it seemed risky
wanted the hole kick somethin smelt fishy
back in the kitchen the money was waitin
deep in his heart he new he was dancin wit satan
dressed in all black wit gats
this aint part of the deal
enemy set him up for the kill
started lettin off shots not just a few here
sounded like firecrackers durin chinese new year
bolos big as a truck dont know how they missed him
but they got so close the bullets damn near kissed him
grabbed the suitcase threw a table at the goons
jumped out a shattered window not a moment to soon
the thugs folowed n they spray up his ride
cut up from the glass but he made it alive
now hes back at the crib
frantic to say the least
he was just bein chased by thugs n the police
countin his doe sittin on the couch then
two shots 2 the back of the head now he slouchin
form tryed 2 get em at the spot but he couldnt then
so he paid his baby momma 50 gs to let him in (damn)

chorus 2x:
the good the bad things can get ugly
every hustle over this money think what it should be
never know who when where or what could be
if you still alive then u probly understood me