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Yeah she'll you out too kid

A rainy day laid up thinkin' sitting bent
Watchin' old seventy flicks on the slouch
Back on the couch heard the ring
It was a from uptown I met back day

Long no hear from no doubt long time no see
I heard you had a seed a baby and now she 3
Whats up wit that cat, you know who your baby
rocks up top then heard he got knocked

He home, dat nigga I'm on my own
Matter got my own crib plus I'm all alone
The bitch is bad, chill son she got me tempted
Reminiscing the fatty in the ride I rented rest Tims

Mecca well presented sippin' E and J straight
Was when I entered gave her a hug
her straight into her mug
She ain't shes a bitch back then and now bugged

Turned the VCR on Friday, my flick
Offer me a drink I take a sip
Got into convo, How you been over the
Neglected, stressed out, and living in

Whatchu mean? I thought you left that cat which was
I'm not about him another dude
wit him for a year and had a baby by him, word?
Matter fact you saw him, you walked by him

Now I'm thinkin setup could it be or not
She said sweat it he don't got the top lock
Tried to play it cool. But in my shorties wildin'
Using me to get the next jealous called up the fellas

Ty line was busy so I beeped Gotti, Gotti was
With Trip and two grimes, The Twinz
Let me begin then
I'm at this bitch crib and I think she got me

Stuck a gat, not prepared for combat
the address, told my son there's more cats
Be here in a second, big gats no steppin'
They flippin' on me talkin' I never learn my lesson

I laugh in additional hit 'em with the
Hung up the jack, while soaked in the bath
Played the room, dozed off for a second
When I woke up shorty was standing ass

Make all this bullshit pussy betta be good
Step to da room, threw off my champion
Slow motion, all arm off the potion
Shorty went down and had a wide open

It was Laid up in the cut, I heard a thump
Jumped up on my boxers, yo, What the fuck?
All of a sudden, I saw this black
this big ass gat and two other motherfuckers

Black masks, clutching duct tape no
me up, smacked me all in my face
Shorty wasn't even screamin', up saw 'em schemin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah we got this nigga yeah yo we got

All bloodied up, shook the up
Held for ransom they yelled got da smiled and started dancin'
The phone rung it was my sons, let them they had me hostage
worry yo we got this regardless of the outcome
All this bullshit take a nigga word never go see a bitch, word