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Yo Sole', you going boo
I'm going home, I'm
I got a session
You you buggin' the fuck out

I'm out
You
I'm out
at ya man tomorrow
Aight, I'll get up you tomorrow
You get up with me
Aight I'm going up in

out of 112 one late night
Seen some hoes in my eye sight
Now being the bitch I am, payed it no
Gave niggaz that then in the ride

Pulled out the heat under the seat
Make sure the doors locked and the guns
Pulled out the lock, now I'm leavin' the
Made a right on Cheser

Now I'm rollin' down the block, floatin' 80 by north
I seen some headlights rollin' tight the Porsche
Motherfucker, my shit, oh, now it's on
Thinkin' it's an accident though I be wrong

(Motherfucker)
myself if niggaz really want it
Hit exit, so a bitch wouldn't get cornered
Couldn't keep going, niggaz will follow you
Smack you with the chrome and everything you own

I was taught than that
So I grabs the gat, my own
need no one to watch my back
Lookin' towards the through the sun roof

Shit, I know I ain't untouchable and I know I ain't bullet
But I'll put it on niggaz if need be
You're dead, on some two to you chest and two to your
Lord, don't let it go there

All I see is a BP and I'm in the middle of
I'm ready for and I know the routine
Before I get out the whip I check the gun
Hoped out like, "What the fuck got to be crazy"

Some tall nigga talkin' 'bout, "Yo hold on baby, it was an accident"
I can't this happening
Then I see the pull up in the back of him
Now I'm on p

Oh, that's them same bitches from the club was grilling me
So I pulled out the fifth, you coming for me
Money had his hands up, I him with the heat
That's when one hoped out the jeep

I a shot, I missed her
But it cornered the side and hit her sister
I ducked behind my whip, still popping
Wait for her to stop so I can hit her a hot one

getting hard to maneuverer
I my heels off, had him knocked out
Stumbled to his shit and them he off
distraction, GS is passin'

I rose platinum, sounded like a of applause
I pack a line when a it back and I rore's
Now I'm the type that will get at the drama to gone
You bitches wanna then they playin' our song

I'm done with you, jumped behind the dumpster
Reload the pistol, pucker up it kiss ya
I can't explain why this is going on but it's on
who right and fuck who wrong

I got you in my sight, gun in my palm, surprisingly
of a shot, hit her in the arm, she running got my gun hot
Try to escape, she pulled her friend out of the driver's side
off a shot, put it in the leg

I ain't gonna kill you quick, bitch, I'm gonna you beg
She still got in and mashed the gas
I put in the door and got out of the way fast
The jeep and started to stray

Heading for the gas tank guiding my
Hit it the last one contact, it blows up
I bolted out before the APB up
my shit and fifth, bucked forty on the dash

In my rear view, I seen the aftermath of the
To mine, I send demons to hell
Stay just to live long, those who weak, they and fell
Knowing happened shouldn't have went but it did

If it's me and you, bitch, I to live
I with guns hell, only one can prevail
it's a done deal
Live by or behind steel

Ain't nothing fair, we in this for
Could have ended up tonight or ended up in jail
Pacing in my cell, trying to raise and on top of all that
bitch made me break my motherfucking nail

Fucked my up
I told Tricky ass, I wanna go out tonight
Now I got to get this shit