Anotha Drought In The Bluff City

[Chorus: Player 1]
Always standin' in the hallways
Al-always standin' in the hallways
Always standin' in the hallways
I'm packed with a Gat on the track with the crack in the 'Crest

[Verse 1: Player 1]
Sellin' them pills and I just ran out of blow
Clientele callin', so I got to get some more dope
Waitin' on me and I got them on standby
Treatin' me to death because they're ready to get real high
Went to the house to meet my nigga Cracker-Jack
Phone rang with the quickness because he calls right back
I got fourty-five cenos worth of beans, your green, yo
Hit me with a four, and I'll owe you fifteen
Hung up, what the fuck am I gonna do now?
Cracker-Jack got robbed when he went outta town
His connection in DC is finna do some time
Got a case pendin' against him which is why he caught a crime
And now I'm ridin' on the spot where I hung on the block
Where niggas is makin' twenty dollars by sellin' nickle sized rocks
Paranoid, as Floyd is the only one with the weight
House fulla keys, and cheese, but he
Scared to make money until everybody is back straight
Fakin and then he's makin' up that motherfuckin' lie
Pretendin' just like he is out and then suddenly he'll raise the price
A nigga leave 'nother one of them droughts in the city of Memphis

[Chorus: Player 1 & Bloody Bones]
Always standin' in the hallways
I'm packed with a Gat on the track with the crack in the 'Crest
Always standin' in the hallways
(Down a-down about my homicide, shootin' niggas everyday)
Always standin' in the hallways
I'm packed with a gat on the track with the crack in the 'Crest
Always standin' in the hallways
Offic-officer blast with his black ass

[Verse 2: Player 1]
Another one of them droughts in the city of Memphis
He's out in the hizzell, cannot be takin' care of me business
Wrong time to be shoppin' and stoppin', revealin' what you're coppin'
Another motherfuckin' drought in the mid-south-ah
Went to creep right over Lil' Corner Village imported Loc
I go to [?] and even Ridgegrove
I go to East and West Memphis, North and South, man
Everywhere I'm goin' I'm findin' out about the drought, man
Ever since October, the junkies been sober
I paid in advance then I placed my order
Whenever relationtime is over and the drought is over
Huh, they're finally bringin' dope back across the fuckin' border
Niggas is gettin' killed and robbed for keys, see
This turnin' us into animals, we has to have the Cheese, G
My nigga was tryin' to buy a fuckin' kilo of cocaine
He'll walk right up like Dopeboy, it was calm back in [?]
That type of shit is what makin' me get discouraged
Politicians is raisin' the fuckin' price is keepin' the dope in storage, and
When they get back and strive, and the shippment has arrived
I am back straight, quarter cake for ten-five
Callin' my folk in Texas and try to get a fat joint
They can't even get the weed past the fuckin' checkpoint
Spendin' my money constantly every fuckin' day
Let me call my hookup and see if he got straight yet
The drought is [?], and pissin' me off
I'm sprayin' on niggas with my mischievous yalk
I can't go no longer, the urge is gettin' stronger
'Cause it's another drought, in the city of Memphis

[Outro: Player 1 & Bloody Bones]
Always standin' in the hallways
I'm packed with a gat on the track with the crack in the 'Crest
Always standin' in the hallways
(Down a-down about my homicide, shootin' niggas everyday)
Always standin' in the hallways
I'm packed with a gat on the track with the crack in the 'Crest
(All day, the money picked up, mane, the junkies fixed up, mane)
Another one of them droughts in the city of Memphis
He's out in the hizzell, cannot be takin' care of me business
Wrong time to be shoppin' and stoppin', revealin' what you're coppin'
Another motherfuckin' drought, in the mid-south-ah