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Hey yo the old G
Yo thats my
Switch threw on Nas shit
Yo in the yo the windows clogged up
givin me head mouth clogged up
Flusher Meadow we it "Lovers Lane"
Every nigga probably here probably the same
>From the front seat seat
in the glove compartment
Where we the heat
Shorty try to me
I'm like "I kiss
dont take it personal yo some ass
but it's all you could still suck my shit"
She bitch just wantin to fuck
Askin me to say "What what"
She sucked my dick till I even bust
She my shit I had no more nuts
Heyyo time to break before it get too late
Had my wife out while I I'm on a date
But I rolled the philly and I counted my
She said "One more time" and she my head
I'm like "Wow she spittin on it on it"
Actin like she had it like she really wanted
I heard a on the window said "Don't move"
Yo I'm nearly stuck jumped right up
Heard a nigga say "Don't move and it up"
At this point I'm shook around and I look
BANG BANG Yeah nigga just his ass
Broken window plus I got blood on my
Get the car open gat in my hand
Still soapin for who was approachin
Blue suit I couldn't see through the tints
Ah fuck it I'll say it was self defense
But the started yellin raisin hell-in
I probably gotta body or two to see
But yo a nigga just shot a cop
blood on my clothes pig's blood on my glock
But they just shot a man
one times
He had no gat I got murder
Whatchoo think they would've did if see mine
The chick out of control wildin screamin and
I her to chill before we get a felon
My hand her mouth I told her cut it out
Gat to the stomach I the highway hit a hundred
Scared to death I left
The heat in the crib but I it was all red
The bitch sayin she sick stop
I gotta cat crib in
My little cousin he gon say nuttin
"Son it's hectic right hold me down aight?"
I'm on Wanted Most
All of my phones is now God
Yo even my
Me and Martymore for sure
Now we gang bangin yo arc the
I letter from the government the other day
Yo I it up and yo I peep what it say
It said "You can't get ya hear? -The KKK"
My niggas is I'm hot makin em hot
I'm all the news for hittin the cop
But I'm still partyin with John Chalkin
He said "Before we we need a meal"
I need to get up and he can make a deal
I said "Fuck no I give a fuck though
yo the cop asked for it a nigga got dough"
The same bitch that I was I'm still wit
Heyyo I her neck and I felt her tits
the bitch wired then I heard a gat fired
Remembered quick feeling real sick
I to the floor hancuffed the bitch got me
"I was tangled in all along Popy"
Police got one and my Moms got the other
I got up for a bad suck
I it's over now nigga got bad luck

Yo to the fuckin police uptown that shot that man
I hope one of ya'll got to Attica
The one go to Constalk
The one go to Clinton
And the one go to Sing-Sing
And all wear wigs and lipstick and get fucked in ya'll fuckin assholes
the fuckin NYPD