Action Bronson: Who was that one you were telling me about the other evening, you were singin' about the sister in the street gang Guy: Uh you're talkin' about... damn... say some words that I... I got so much sh** Bronson: ...in the street life... Guy: I'm lookin' for this lady She's special to me So if by chance you see her Won't you hit me on the hip, will you please? I went to Red Cross and I went to the station I looked up missing persons And I found out that she wasn't there Did she find, did she find Did she find someone new?
Is it true? Did she find, did she find DId she find someone new? I hope it's not true My sister came over with no smile on her face She said, "You better sit down" It's gonna hurt, what she has to say "That lady's not yours, she belongs to the streets Where gangsters and hustlers Where they meet on 125C She can never be yours, a housewife, you see She belongs to the ghetto, my friend She doesn't belong to you or me Did she find, did she find?" Guy: See you could go two ways, it could be about d** or it could be about a woman