Lyrics:

[b-Real]
wellllllllllllll... Here's A Little Story, I Got To Tell
about A Thugged Out Homey, I Know So Well
it Started Way Back, When I Was A Teen
in The Hood, On The Corner, Slangin Dope To Fiends
had The Little Stash That Could Serve Your Need
you Can Do What You Want But I Got Weed For Me
ridin For My Fam, Tryin To Hit A Grand
crash Unit On My Ass, Now I'm In Demand
one Lone-Ly Fami-Ly I Be
all In The Hood, I Got No-Bo-Dy
the Sun Is Beatin Down On My Red Dark Hat
pigs Are Roamin Through The Alley So I Gotta Toss My Gat
forgot About The Sack, Lookin For A Place To Hide
if They Ask Me For My Name - Fuck 'em, I'ma Lie!'

[chorus]
one O.g. Gangsta I Be
busted In The Hood, I Got No More Weed
pigs Are Comin Down On My Gangsta Stash
when They Caught Me With The Weed, And The Dope And Hash

[b-Real]
he Said A Little Somethin, I Wasn't So Impressed
no More Runnin Homey, Now You're Under Arrest
the Sack Was In My Hand, Felt Like A Sack Of Bricks
i Swore He Couldn't See It When I Threw It In My Whip
he Said He Wanted Some, I Said I Don't Have None
found It In The Sun On The Floor Next To My Gun
next Thing I Saw Was The Gun To My Head
now The Lead Will Make Me Dead, And Yo This Is What He Said

[sen Dog]
my Name Is Sgt. Slacker With A License To Kill (Uh-Huh)
i Think You Know What Time It Is, It's Time To Get Real (Yea)
now What Do We Have Here A Banger And His Peers

[b-Real]
he Cuffed My Hand You Understand He Threatened Me With Tears
sorry Motherfucker Had His Gun Out With A Grin
you Think The Story's Over But It's Ready To Begin

[chorus]

[sen Dog]
now I Got Your Crack And Most Of Your Crew