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Hey yo the old G
Yo thats my
Switch threw on Nas shit
Yo in the whip yo the clogged up
Shorty me head mouth 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 the heat
Shorty try to me
I'm like "I don't
take it personal yo some ass this
but it's all good you could suck my shit"
She star-struck just wantin to fuck
Askin me to say "What what"
She sucked my dick till I can't bust
She sucked my shit I had no more
Heyyo it's to break before it get too late
Had my wife out while I think I'm on a
But I rolled the and I counted my bread
She said "One more time" and she my head
I'm "Wow she spittin on it gettin on it"
Actin she never had it like she really wanted
I heard a knock on the said "Don't move"
Yo I'm nearly stuck 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
Broken window plus I got blood on my
Get the car door gat in my hand
Still soapin lookin for who was
Blue damn I couldn't see through the tints
Ah fuck it I'll say that it was self
But the bitch started yellin hell-in
I gotta body or two to see tellin
But then yo a nigga shot a cop
Pig's blood on my pig's blood on my glock
But they shot a black man
Fourty one
He had no gat I got rhymes
Whatchoo think they did if they see mine
The chick out of control wildin and yellin
I told her to before we get a felon
My hand over her mouth I her cut it out
Gat to the stomach I took the highway hit a
Scared to wishin I left
The in the crib but I didn't it was all red
The bitch she sick stop bullshittin
I gotta cat crib in
My cousin he ain't gon say nuttin
"Son it's right just hold me down aight?"
I'm on Wanted Most
All of my is tapped 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 opened it up and yo I what it say
It said "You can't get away ya hear? KKK"
My is sayin I'm hot makin em hot
I'm all over the for hittin the cop
But I'm still poppin partyin John Chalkin
He "Before we talk we need a meal"
I need to get myself up and he can a deal
I said "Fuck no I give a fuck though
yo the cop asked for it plus a got dough"
The same bitch that I was with I'm wit
Heyyo I felt her neck and I felt her
Heyyo the wired then I heard a gat fired
Remembered real feeling real sick
I fell to the floor 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 guess it's over now got bad luck

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