Friday, March 21, 2014

Flashback Joints 01-02

Joining the Camp

This n****, that n****. Skinny n****s, fat n****s. F*** ya'll n****s! I got my n****s. Houstone Texas is my home and that is where I was born. That is where I come from whether or not I'm there or when I come. So listen up here and lend me your ear, you gotta get a little closer cuz I want you to hear. That THC is my crew, if you f*** with us we'll f***with you. We keepin shit real and spittin shit true. We're gonna catch your bluff and then turn you blue. 

1x: (So) Don't hate n****s, don't hate n****s.
      We'll buck, get crunk, bust some fake n****s.
      Texas made n****s, we don't play n****s. 
      (It's) Texas Hustler's Camp. Get it straight n****s. 

Baby Doll is the name I claim. If you hear me once, you gonna hear me again. I ain't gonna play no f*****' games cuz I'm staying here til I reach my fame. When I got some/my/them ladies all rockin' my game and got all them fellas wantin' to rock my frame. I'm gonna have myself a fat stack of cash that's taller than Shaq and thicker than J. Lo's a$$.

1x: (So) Don't hate n****s, don't hate n****s.
      We'll buck, get crunk, bust some fake n****s.
      Texas made n****s, we don't play n****s. 
      (It's) Texas Hustler's Camp. Get it straight n****s. 

(So) Now ya'll know who the f*** I am and that I roll with Texas Hustler's Camp, ya'll better learn my f****** name and know that I get money and I'll f*** your man. So all my n****s who ain't got no hoes let me see ya grab ya d*** and let a playa know. I'm the baddest chick, know how to run this/my shit. Now let me pass it to my homie on the low-low tip. 

1x: (And) Don't hate n****s, don't hate n****s.
      We'll buck, get crunk, bust some fake n****s.
      Texas made n****s, we don't play n****s. 
      (It's) Texas Hustler's Camp. Get it straight n****s. 

1x: Don't hate n****s, don't hate n****s.
      We'll buck, get crunk, bust some fake n****s.
      Texas made n****s, we don't play n****s. 
      (It's) Texas Hustler's Camp. Get it straight n****s.

That One Kidd

A fine fool from Cali is all I recall. Walkin' wit his homies through my front door. He wore a blue bandana across his forehead to hide his brown eyes that were bloodshot red. I was hooked on his style from the very first glance and I knew that this fella had to give me a chance. "It's been years since I seen you Papi, lets start with a dance and by the end of the night you'll be inside of a trance." 

I drove him back to my suite and fixed him something to eat and while he puffed on his blunt I was massaging his feet. I never could imagine that this fella would see all the years that I've waited just to get me a piece. Cuz he's the type of fella that I should get to know. He smokes the finest dro and f****s the baddest h***s. I said, "You laid back Papi and I like that too. So when you ready to f*** with me, I been ready to f*** with you." 

I started fillin' up my head with thoughts of him in the bed. I'm volunteering up his d*** for some most marvelous h***. I'm on a mission to be licken' til his d***s playin' dead. He's twice as fine now than he was back then. I know I'm gonna get him, I just don't know when. "I hope you ready for me Papi cuz I meant what I said." 

1x: I'll be a rider til I die. 
     I smoke on blunts til I'm high. 
     I'll be the loyal type. 
     I'll stick wit you, stick right by your side.
     Don't nobody know what it means when 
     I tell you that this Kidd stays up in my dreams. 

Loyalty and Temptation

It happened so fast, this one and that. I like that tatt, I liked your frame from the bat. I spoke first then he spoke back. I was busy feelin' lonely and his lips said, "smack". I'll let you get my number and see where it goes. Sure, you can call me but I'll treat you different then dem other h**s. I truly don't give a f*** whether you dig me or not. I was just like, "Hi." and you thought I was hot. I mean, I do like your smile but I don't want to f***. I just want to smoke your w*** and maybe get drunk. For real, it's on you, I'm an open chick. We ain't gonna f*** but I might suck your d***. 

Naw I was just playin' but for real "What's your name?" I'll take down your number, you got pretty good game. I saw you lookin' at my tatts, maybe I'll show you the rest. I'll let ya rub on my booty and grab on my chest. I seen you licken' your lips and battin' your eyes. What the f*** is that? Some kind of disguise? You ain't that sweet n****, no male is. You just wanna f*** ain't tryin' to be up in the biz. 

Yo but that's cool though cuz that's on some real s***. Don't wanna play games just let me hit and that's it. It didn't never go down if I said that it didn't. Betta yet don't say nothing at all cuz I don't plan on quittin'. 

I got other n****s and I know you got your b*****s. That's the way the game is played. Beware of them haters and snitches. A playa is a playa, you either got it in you or you don't. It's only one game and the rules ain't neva gonna change. I follow them strictly, I ain't tryin ta get caught. All these dudes is my teachers and I'm just tryin ta get taught. I'll prolly quit when it's over but for now I ain't through. So now that you know a little bit about me. Let me know what's the deal wit you?
 






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