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Yo, how did he go He out like a bitch So We just talkin' 'bout you 'Cause of you niggas Is too
I knew this named Mitch player He meet a girl, in minutes he lay her Trucked crazy Hands in ice to prison not once, but twice Kept a thick posse of thugs and Crooks and And vet Who were up to no But they all stood him And his back the only way To roll on the But yo Mitch got rushed by the last week snatched by the trunk Of his white a look inside And did they see Two keys and a of P.C.P Oh shit, the thought Mitch's Three strikes, called Habitual So instead of goin' He snitched on his posse Maxed at the And sipped and Rossi Sold out his crew That rat named
Yo, how did he go He went out like a So We just talkin' 'bout you some of you'll niggas Is too
I knew guy That was that fly act cool Even when he When we played He always When he told stories, he always A black Who was missin' the cool He had the But was the true heart When we would He would always go quick So he karate And he still got his ass But now he's And he his wife's ass Says it comes problems That he had in the like blacks Claims upper class the police, got himself a badge Now he the streets And he's out to young brothers 'Cause they usually fight back Got a partner And he asked for And every Another head they So now big man But he ain't shit
Yo, how did he go He out like a bitch So We ain't talkin' 'bout you a lot of this pigs Are too
Out one night with my And new kid I didn't homeboy, but evil E did So I thought he was We rode in his Rag top tray on side to side We hit the deep Niggas was me You could the vibe Of thick Parliament was on, O.G shit I put my to the wall And my pistol grip All of a Niggas started Flippin', the started skippin' Wildin', fools started up cracked The room smokin' up Me and he hit the And then the back My boys let off an automatic But when we made it out to the It was gone, we had to it out Side by Punk us there to die in a ditch
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 wonderin' Why we are at you if you thought You always tell a You've got a lot of But you 'cause Yo lad you know what I be tell you why? You act you can fight But when a real fight You find out Your I'ma do it eyes, do it eyes No, you ain't, man No, you ain't A brother you've got back up But you really You why I even hit you with my fist I'd smack that out of you I know the brothers