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young cellski - deep in the game كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
it was a funky, funky day
back in ’85
while i was a youngsta hanging at the park while n_ggas was slanging (?)
me, (?)
fools couldn’t come to the park because the park was too sick
back then, that’s when the turf started boomin’
some homies came up, some n_ggas lives got ruined
as a youngsta, holding sacks for ogs
watching n_ggas bounce up from a dub to a whole key
the park was poppin’, it was never stoppin’
n_ggas rolled round in that suzuki, some were right hoppin’
and that’s back when we wore turf coats and turf hats
with your turf on the side, with a slogan on the back
a n_gga’s coming up all because the dope
you wasn’t sh_t without a triple goose or a donkey (?)
and i rеmember back in the day
whеn i had a curl and wore french braids
start hangin’, then the bangin’ started
and that’s when the turfs of frisco departed
as a juvenile i was a ruined child
i wish i knew back then what a youngsta know now
so much game, i sold dope
livin’ off in the dope game
see who’s ballin’ and dyin’ over cocaine
but it seems like ain’t sh_t change
or maybe cause a youngsta done got deep up in the game
[hook]
back in the days, when i was a youngsta
before i sold dope and before i ‘came a hustla
it seems like ain’t sh_t changed
or maybe cause a n_gga done got deep off in the game
back in the days, when i was a youngsta
before i sold dope and before i ‘came a hustla
it seems like ain’t sh_t changed
or maybe cause a n_gga done got deep off in the game

[verse 2]
coming up on the turf wasn’t even cool
at age 14, a n_gga dropped outta school
and that’s the first time when i went to juvenile
and them white folks labelled me a ruined child
i caught a case by a undercover on the spot
five narcs hit with three black and white cops
a n_gga tried to break, but a dope_fiend closed the gate
i swallowed three stones and all they found was some shake
i’m off to terrorfield(?) then off to 850
so they can get a mugshot and fingerprint me
off to the hall, so they called my mama to come get me
tried to call the house, but the f_cking line was busy
overnight stay off in (?)
but it’s all good, cause everybody know cellski
and the rep that a youngsta got to keep
peepin’ out the game cause as a youngsta game is supposed to be peeped
doin’ dirt everyday just to get a rep
paranoid, so i gotta sleep with a strap
my p.o. tryna send me off to (?)
because i don’t go to school and moms ain’t having
her young son tryna strive
off a n_gga with a dime and the popo’s take mine
but something like that, we can’t change
because the system tryna keep us deep in the game
[hook]
back in the days, when i was a youngsta
before i sold dope and before i ‘came a hustla
it seems like ain’t sh_t changed
or maybe cause a n_gga done got deep off in the game
back in the days, when i was a youngsta
before i sold dope and before i ‘came a hustla
it seems like ain’t sh_t changed
or maybe cause a n_gga done got deep off in the game

[verse 3]
well, it’s ’94
done came up a little mo’
clock a little mo’ dough
still stayin’ high on toes
ain’t sh_t change but the weather and the clothes
same ass bustas, same janky_ass hoes
ten years strong in the game so i consider myself a young og
and got much love from the turfs of the sfc
from the bangers to the ballers and the shot_callers
and from the old drunks that be bummin’ for dollars
cause on my turf it ain’t nothing but a ghetto thang
having parties, getting at b_tches to slangin’ ‘caine
everyday like since i was a young buck
ten years in the game, i’m still tryna come up
but it’s all good, it’s gon’ come back in one (?)
and when i pop, a young player ain’t gon’ stop
until all my folks make a change
but y’all don’t feel me, cause y’all too deep in the game

- young cellski

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