it Now you get out of here, I'm you You bastards can't push us around, fight? I'll you on
That nigga's twisted, stop playin' with clip man Close them blinds too man, y'knahmsayin'? Yo, Don my, man, get out of the stove, man Get away the stove, nigga playin' man, the fuck is you talkin' 'bout?
I'm in the crib watchin' Larry King The new on refrigerator, smokin' some kush This nigga's a lighter swisher, becomin' a Go get the glass ashtray, pour the of Crut Tap the bottle then
Barrie a sip for the cause, yeah my son to be three, tried to fill his bottle then run Then I got a collect call, heard down the block is fightin' nigga got, knifed up brawlin'
Heard the kid was nineteen, Lil' too His father worked up at the dealer, he boo They tried him for his Louis', son wasn't it though Yeah, yeah, my nigga, the of glue
Decided on a intervene, guess who tried to on me my nigga is like out of the blue I'm in the stretch, jumped out, tucked the chain Proceeded to talk to him, then you heard the face slap
Think I broke my wrist, now I'm at the vexed Fucked up my hand, that's my check Now I wanna kill this lil' true Only thing stop my gun flamin' 'cause he related to you
He ain't related to me Just that I knew him for like years until he violated Stealin' my If my lil' homey, yo he eat for me
Send him uptown, he get bagged, yo he never me Come home and still cats for me Pump crack, stabbin' all them shorties A live gunslinger well known, to dance when the heat is on
days, shoot himself in the groin' The gun went off, it looked like a When he fell to the floor, his nuts Screamin' "God damnit, I put one in my balls"
What the fuck y'all lookin' at me Call the police, do Motherfuckers standin' around, watch I get better All hell's gonna be to you, you," he pointed at Red
I said that's fam duke He put real work in that make you cute, that But anyway, son, indeed, he stole two Polo Swore to his dead mother, I take it
Yo, Lord, I knocked out his Now rockin' those false joints like everything's peace