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I the death of The Cool

I heard like a group of cows
That all ya wanna shoot you down
They got and a bunch of Mac 11s
Semi-automatic weapons that produce

Word on the street is, all got heaters
gon' hit you up and you ain't even gon' see it
You got a lotta money, I tryin' be funny
But they say, "Where you goin'? You even gon' need it"

see you ridin' 'round, shinin' with ya
Fine round diamonds pretty lady
Been on the sideline poutin', while you prime time
Hungry want a piece of your pastry

I suggest you yo' bakery
'Cause they comin' for yo'
And a bounty on that chain
That's from yo' neck, they said

I don't know, what you've told in your ear
But I hear it's goin' down, gotta
(Die)
know, what you been told in your ear
But business round, somebody gotta
(Die)

Hit a nigga wit the mini-Mac
Clap any nigga think he gettin' Gs' here
In a meter, any nigga gettin money and my
Man, I heard Micheal Young is the near

Run up on a from the back wit a Mac
Gon' be strapped 'cause a finna squeeze off ten
Run up on this 'Lac, rat-ta-tat-tat
clack, where this nigga at? I need sin

Shit is goin' ever I see him
Bump a out like Oxy-10
And keep a of dollars up in the wallet
To pay the cops so they can box me in
(Die)

That's I'm thinkin'
While ridin' around polishin' big pistol
I'ma catch him in the wind, the gun don't jam
So until we meet again, nigga it's

I don't know, what you've told in your ear
But I it's goin' down, somebody gotta
(Die)
Don't know, you been told in your ear
But goin' round, somebody gotta
(Die)

Don't pay them niggaz no
They hatin' on you, nobody witta shotty
And plannin' on doin' a robbery, itchin' to catch a
Creepin' in a stolen jalopy, out waitin' on you

I'm sittin' in a stolen car, finna rob this
I let the mini-Mac or the shotgun hit him?
I been waitin' all day, tryin' spot this
I can't let him get away, I'ma pop nigga, uh

Plus they don't know the chopper in the trunk
The Glocks in a box and the on tuck
The glass, the 40's in the stash
You pull the wheel and it pop on up

caliber stashed up in the stash box
Bulletproof windows, you couldn't break 'em wit a
Ak in the trunk, where the sounds
Two twin Glock 40's and a nine and this clock

Man, we finna go up in club, show a lil' love
Get a few drinks, holla at girls
Snatch up a pair, leave outta
Put some 'dro in the air, then go and get grub

I say we go up in this club, show a love
Get a few drinks, holla at girls
Snatch up a pair, leave outta
Put some in the air, then catch a few slugs

Ay, ay, ay, pull over right here, I gotta a pee
And go nowhere, nigga wait for me
And if some niggaz do you in the next few minutes
Just remember my nigga, a heaven for a G

Ay ay, hold right there I'll be
I'll be right back, I gotta take a piss man on
Fo' sho, ay man, ay don't leave be right back
Ay, don't leave be back

your ass up man, damn
Coolest what, Coolest nigga what
Coolest what, hustla fo' life, ay man
Aiyyo, hurry yo' ass up, man

Cool ass nigga man, three in the mornin'
muh'fucker in the world man
Niggaz fuckin' with me man
high, smokin' fly ass car

I run these streets
out here lookin' for me
Nigga, I a motherfucker would
Ay hurry yo' ass up, nigga, damn

Wassup now,
Ain't too now, is you nigga?