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Hey yo the old G
Yo thats my
cd's threw on Nas shit
Yo in the whip yo the windows up
Shorty givin me head clogged up
Flusher Meadow we it "Lovers Lane"
nigga probably here probably doin the same
>From the front seat back
Stashed in the compartment
Where we keep the
try to kiss me
I'm "I don't kiss
dont take it yo some ass this
but it's all good you still suck my shit"
She star-struck bitch just to fuck
Askin me to say "What what"
She my dick till I can't even bust
She sucked my shit I had no more
Heyyo time to break before it get too late
Had my out while I think I'm on a date
But I rolled the philly and I counted my
She said "One more time" and she grabbed my
I'm like "Wow she spittin on it on it"
Actin like she never had it like she wanted
I heard a knock on the said "Don't move"
Yo I'm stuck shorty jumped right up
Heard a nigga say "Don't and give it up"
At this point I'm turn around and I look
BANG Yeah nigga just shot his ass
window plus I got blood on my glass
Get the car open gat in my hand
soapin lookin for who was approachin
Blue suit damn I couldn't see through the
Ah fuck it I'll say that it was defense
But the started yellin raisin hell-in
I gotta body or two to see tellin
But then yo a nigga shot a cop
Pig's blood on my clothes blood on my glock
But they just shot a man
Fourty one
He had no gat I got murder
Whatchoo think they did if they see mine
The chick out of control wildin and yellin
I her to chill before we get a felon
My hand over her I told her cut it out
Gat to the stomach I took the highway hit a
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 in Jamaica
My little cousin he gon say nuttin
"Son it's hectic just hold me down aight?"
I'm on Most America
All of my is tapped now God
Yo even my
Me and shout for sure
Now we gang yo arc the sore
I gotta letter from the the other day
Yo I opened it up and yo I peep it say
It said "You can't get away ya hear? 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 dont give a though
yo the cop asked for it plus a got dough"
The same that I was with I'm still wit
Heyyo I felt her neck and I felt her
Heyyo the bitch wired then I heard a gat
Remembered real feeling real sick
I to the floor hancuffed the bitch got me
"I was tangled in this all Popy"
Police got one and my got the other copy
I got bagged up for a bad
I guess it's over now got bad luck

Yo to the mutha police uptown that shot that man
I hope one of ya'll got to Attica
The other one go to
The other one go to
And the other one go to
And ya'll all wear wigs and lipstick and get fucked in ya'll fuckin
Fuck the NYPD