Hey yo, the old G, yo that's my shit Switch CD's threw on Nas Yo in the yo the windows clogged up givin' me head mouth clogged up Flusher we call it "Lovers Lane"
Every nigga probably here probably doin' the From the front seat back in the glove compartment where we keep the heat Shorty try to me, I'm like "I don't kiss take it personal yo some ass this
But it's all good you could still my shit She star-struck bitch wantin' to fuck Askin' me repeatedly to say what, She sucked my dick I can't even bust She sucked my shit I had no nuts
Hey, yo it's to break before it get too late Had my out while I think I'm on a date But I the Philly and I counted my bread She said, "One more time" and she grabbed my
I'm wow she spittin' on it gettin' on it Actin' like she never had it, like she really I heard a knock on the said, "Don't move" Yo, I'm nearly stuck shorty jumped up a nigga say, "Don't move and give it up"
At point I'm shook turn around and I look Bang, bang, yeah nigga shot his ass Broken window plus I got on my glass Get the car door gat in my hand Still lookin' for who was approachin'
Blue suit I couldn't see through the tints Ah fuck, it say that it was self defense But the bitch yellin' raisin' hell in I probably body or two to see tellin' But yo a nigga just shot a cop
Pig's on my clothes, pig's blood on my glock But they just shot a black man forty one He had no gat I got murder What think they would've did if they see mine The chick out of control screamin' and yellin'
I told her to chill we get a felon My hand over her mouth I her cut it out Gat to the stomach I the highway hit a hundred Scared to death wishin' I
The heat in the but I didn't it was all red The bitch sayin' she stop bullshittin' I gotta cat crib in My little he ain't gonna say nuttin' "Son it's hectic right just me down aight?"
I'm on Wanted America All of my phones is tapped now God, yo even my Me and Marty more shout 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 sayin' I'm hot 'em hot I'm all the news for hittin' the cop But I'm still poppin' partyin' with Chalkin He said, "Before we we need a meal"
I need to get myself up and he can make a 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 I'm still wit'
Hey, yo I felt her neck and I felt her Hey, yo the bitch wired I heard a gat fired Remembered real quick feeling real I fell to the handcuffed the bitch got me
I was in this all along Poppy Police got one and my Moms got the other I got up for a bad suck I guess it's over now nigga got bad
Yo to the mutha police uptown that shot that man I hope one of y'all got to Attica The one go to Con stalk The one go to Clinton
And the one go to Sing-Sing And y'all all wigs and lipstick And get fucked in fuckin' assholes Fuck the fuckin'