In The PJ's

Livin' in the world of ghetto life

Shot with the gun, get you cut with the knife

That's the story yo, the way the peeps like to move

No fakin' the funk, it's all about how to show and prove

Some get to make it through life livin' legal

The others gotta try to survive, doin' the evil

That men do, peace to every hood that I been through

I even got love for my homies in South Central

But to the East my brother, 'cause that's where I stay at

Runnin' through the streets like a stray cat

Like that Good Times show it makes me go

Hmmm, mmm, mm

Up in the projects, it gets no iller

With true guerillas, and stone cold killers

It seems that every night, you get to hear the fireworks

As much as I hate, to see my people die or hurt

It's just a street mentality, a reality

Neighborhood warfare, that brings home casualties

And just because I moved out the residence

It don't mean that I can't represent

So to my peeps in the PJ's, throw your hands in the air (For all of y'all)

Let me know you're out there

To my peeps in the PJ's, throw your hands in the air (For all of y'all)

Let me know you're out there

And to my peeps in the PJ's, throw your hands in the air (For all of y'all)

And let me know you're out there

Ah to my peeps in the PJ's, throw your hands in the air (For all of y'all)

And let me know you're out there

I'm runnin' mob deep around the way

It's me and the crew, we're tryin' to map out the day

Yo what's the haps on how we gettin' snaps?

Are we gonna shoot some cee-lo, or play a game of craps?

Matter fact, Shane, ring the intercom

And see if you can get ten dollars from my moms

Tell her to throw it out the window if she got it to spare

'Cause the elevator's broke, and I ain't checkin' for the stairs

And do me a solid, run to the store shorty

And pick me up some Olde E, but not a 40

Just a two-two of brew will do, so I can knock it out fast

To make the coldness last

And while you at man see where'd your friend go (word)

He shoulda been back a hour ago with the indo (yeah)

And meet us in the back park to get sparked

So I can be toasted by time it gets dark

Ayo Jay, I see that bulge in the back of your jeans

Hope that's the God you Now, know what I mean?

'Cause if somebody brings the noise, I'ma make it a silent movie

So take the safety off the toolie

'Cause I don't want no beef, nah baby

The only thing I want to do is parlay

Peace and harmony is what I relate to

But damn man, drama's just in the nature

So to my peeps in the PJ's, throw your hands in the air (For all of y'all)

Let me know you're out there

To my peeps in the PJ's, throw your hands in the air (For all of y'all)

Let me know you're out there

And to my peeps in the PJ's, throw your hands in the air (For all of y'all)

And let me know you're out there

Ah to my peeps in the PJ's, throw your hands in the air (For all of y'all)

And let me know you're out there

I send this out to the homies in the hood

That stood by my side, to help a brother do good

Just like SWV you was Right Here

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah we in there

From all thugs that flex with all the muscle

Down to the brothers, that got a swift hustle

Like good golly Miss Three Card Molly, a neat trick

Where people get beat quick

Want to see a sweet vic?

Jackety Jack, blackety black

You get nuttin' back, and that's a fact

The sweetest game I ever seen

All you gotta do is find the red queen

Just point to it, can anybody point to it?

I play by the point of the finger, the tone of the voice

"The one in the middle. The one in the middle"

That's black, you get no money back