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Things ain't how it should be in 1993
Cops killin' that, killin' that, sellin' drugs in the city
Sellin' that weight and gettin' a piece of that cake
But when you get your car, who's fault for goin' upstate?
That's the best choice a judge can make
The other route is a bullet in the head from an AK
You on your feet like your big money man
I ain't collectin' bank but don't realize you're soon to get ganged
But a man in a blue suit, you never know
Knockin' on your door with a snitch, but in his street clothes
Now the house gettin' packed just like that
You done sold a fiend and a cop a nice 20 sack
And you don't know what's up until you get raided
Plus you're goin' down for the evidence, you gon' hate it
For bein' locked up behind bars
No more fancy clothes, junk jewelry, and pool cars
And that's the price you gotta pay in society
But in 93, things ain't how it should be (no,no)
(Things ain't how they should be)
Things ain't how they should be
(Things ain't how they should be)
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
It's just another type of authority thang
And if you ain't rollin' with T.A, then you know you can't hang
Cruisin' through the strip, blazin' up a fatback
No, we never slip, cause my posse's packin' much gas
Listening to some more G-funk
Gatings boomin' in the trunk
Bust a pimp, turn down on Dupont
Sayin' to myself, everything was goin' alright
But I guess I spoke too soon when I heard a boom, boom
Saw a brother runnin' with a moth bird
Made a swerve, took a look, that was a brother laid out on the curb
Another day in the city of Flint, another got done
Nowadays they going up, pullin' a gun just for fun
It used to be, get him up in a circle and throw your blow
But in 93, it's all about them bullet holes
And I'd rather be the one that's shootin' first
Than the one that's layin' off in the back of a black herch
Cuz it's gettin' out of hand, man, oh man
Sometimes, I can't understand
So somebody tell me, why do brothers wanna trip
After havin' sips of a fork?
Did the killin' but feelin' no sorrow, life in the city's a pity
You may be here today and gone tomorrow
They got me wondering, will I be a victim of a 12-gauge on the front page?
Did Pete got sprayed?
I hope it never happen like that, G
Cause in 93, things still ain't how it should be
(Things ain't how they should be)
Things ain't how they should be
(Things ain't how they should be)
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Nigga that's playin' fireworks every day in the street
Things ain't how it should be
Cause now niggas back in heat
In 93, niggas off the jack
And now when you gettin' your ass kicked
And shit now, where your friends at? (things ain't how it should be)
They never with you, but when you have money, they around
Hauntin' you like a mutt, on your butt like the dog pound
Ready to be your homie cause it's payday
Every five minutes, they buggin' you and you can't keep him them away
Because he steady hollerin', let's get the geek gone
Get it on strong, now your money gone and they gone
They only talk to you when they ask and give me
Acting greedy, knocking on your door 24 like they needy
Every day a different look, crack got him hookin' day by day
I'm seein' his life bein' tough, but to this day still my nigga
Cause I remember the shit we used to do as we was gettin' bigger
Brought up in the city, actin' wild and crazy
But in 93, things ain't how they should be
Yeah, it's dedicated (things ain't how they should be)
To a couple of my homies that passed away (things ain't how they should be)
Collies Cooper, Marquise Jones (things ain't how they should be, no, no, no)
Joe Gant and my homie Shiraz Spicer (things ain't how they should be)
I still got love for y'all brothers, I ain't gon' forget about y'all
So y'all rest in peace (things ain't how they should be)
93, your boy Shotgun outta here
Things ain't how they should be)
Things ain't how they should be
Things ain't how they should be, yeah, yeah)
Things ain't how they should be, yeah
Things ain't how they should be, no, no, no, no, no, no (things ain't how it should be)
Things ain't like they should be
(Things ain't how they should be, yeah) no, no, no, no, no, no, no
(Things ain't how they should be) things ain't how they should be, yeah
Things ain't how they should be
Things ain't like they, things ain't like they (things ain't how they should be)
Should be, yeah
(Things ain't they should be), no, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no (things ain't how they should be) yeah
Writer(s): Smith, Gerald Valentine, David Hornaday, Dia Peacock, Diallo Peacock, Ervine
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