Children's Story Lyrics - Purp & Patron - Game

Uncle chucky* 

Will you read us a bedtime story please huh please 

Alright 

You kids get to bed ill get the story book 

Heeeeereeeee weeee go 

Slam the impala door and want do ya see 

Some niggas hangin on the fence lookin at me 

I had phat red laces in my addidas 

Big chain around my neck like mardi grass 

So I stepped up to them (?) far from here 

One nigga lifts his shirt then yells out "yeah" 

So I turned around quickly and jumped in my car 

I was about to hit the switch then I thought like "nahh" 

So I reached under my seat, and I grabbed my shit 

It was a chrome four five with the kung fu grip 

Stuffed it inside my dickies as I jumped out the car 

Kept my hand on the trigger as I walked to the star 

One nigga walks in, then here comes two 

"what did you do" 

I shot! 

Are you crazy fool? 

One nigga hit the ground then the other two scrammed 

Now the cops are outside 

Well ill be damned 

It was 7: 15 on my rolex watch 

And I cant do the time that my rolex got 

And like the hands on the clock, I went this way, thatta way 

Ran around the corner, and that's when I threw my gat away 

And impala passes, its my homeboy clyde 

He gave me the hand signal, so I jumped in his ride 

It was a clean six fo, orignal inside 

With no key in the ignition 

Whered you get this clyde? 

Nevermind, I'm out, its a stolen whip 

And I'm already runnin from the cops and shit 

So I hopped out the car like the dukes of hazard 

Then clyde yells out "you stupid bastard" 

So I'm runnin though traffic and I almost get hit 

I lost one of my shoes, its my airforce, shit 

I'm haulin down the street with one shoe on 

Walked straight into some niggas with all blue on 

I only ran 30 blocks, how I end up in long beach 

Cause in california the gangs in arms reach 

He seen my red strings so he punched and caught me 

So I knocked his ass out and took his boy out his barklys 

I ain't seen these since 92' 

I'm feelin like a bad boy without the shiny suit 

Here the cops come, shit, so I hide behind a honda 

(?) 

In the car kissin (?) 

Little did he know he was suckin my dick 

I start bangin on the window, I don't mean to disturb 

But chris can you drop me off downtown, on third 

He said sure, waddup game hop in 

He was bangin slick rick then I got an idea 

Before we get to third drop me off right here 

So I can walk inside the mall and cop some new gear 

As I walked into the store they could see I was in a rush 

So they bought me some jeans, a t shirt and fresh chucks 

Walked out the store, looked left, oh no 

Ran back in the store, here comes the 5-0 

So I ran real quick, made a move to the back 

And knocked a cute bitch into a polo rack 

Said sorry, jumped over her and fled to the back door 

Then I kicked the shit open, you wont believe who I saw 

Its chris in handcuffs, pointin at me 

And the cops made him chase me before they let him free 

One cop tried to grab me, and the other one missed 

I got away with more time, and they both got pissed 

Ran straight out the mall, spotted this blue coupe 

'dogg pound' on the plates, that's gotta be snoop 

So I ran up the car and said yo snoop 

The cops got me on the run need a ride (?) 

Hell yeah bigg snoop, little homie hop in 

He dropped me off in compton, that's when my story ends 

Now this ain't funny so don't you dare laugh 

This another story about the wrong path 

I had a big day, so I reclined my seat 

It was a 20 minute ride to the C.P.T 

Walked straight up to my house, pulled out my key 

Its my girl playin (?) 

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