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Yo, how did he go He went out like a So We just ain't 'bout you 'Cause of you niggas Is too
I knew this brother named player He meet a girl, in five he lay her Trucked jewels smothered in ice Been to not once, but twice Kept a thick posse Made of and and hoods And vet Who were up to no But all stood behind him And his back That's the way To roll on the But yo Mitch got rushed by the last week snatched by the trunk Of his white Took a inside And did they see Two and a gallon of P.C.P Oh shit, the crashed subliminal Three strikes, that's Habitual So of goin' under He snitched on his whole at the crib And sipped Martini and Sold out his crew That rat Mitch
Yo, how did he go He went out a bitch So We just ain't 'bout you 'Cause some of niggas Is too
I knew guy That was that fly Couldn't act Even he tried When we played He always When he told stories, he always A black Who was missin' the part He had the But was the true heart When we would He always go down quick So he karate And he still got his ass But now married And he his wife's ass Says it comes problems That he had in the Doesn't like Claims he's class Joined the police, got a badge Now he the streets And he's out to Doggin' young 'Cause usually don't fight back Got a white And he for that And night Another head crack So now big man But he ain't shit
Yo, how did he go He went out a bitch So We just talkin' 'bout you 'Cause a lot of pigs Are too
Out one night my crew And new kid I know homeboy, but evil E did So I thought he was We in his ride Rag top on Daytons Lifted to side We hit the party Niggas was me You could feel the Of artillery was on, some O.G shit I put my to the wall And my pistol grip All of a started trippin' Flippin', the record skippin' Wildin', fools lockin' up Gats The started smokin' up Me and he hit the And then the door My boys let off an automatic But when we it out to the ride It was gone, we had to it out Side by Punk left us there to die in a
Yo, how did he go He went out a bitch So We just ain't talkin' you 'Cause you scary ass Is too
So if you're Why we are at you Funny if you You tell a brother got a lot of money But you 'cause Yo lad you know I be frontin' I'ma tell you You act you can fight But when there's a fight You find out Your do it eyes, I'ma do it eyes No, you ain't, man No, you come A brother think you've got up But you don't You why I even hit you with my fist I'd smack shit out of you I know the brothers