Get 'em, uh, what, what, say fuck the cops Fuck the cops nigga out what get 'em
Juvenile as a but goin' to the pen as men Rawkus Isle Four Shone or San Quinn Where my life end fuck doin' in the pen I'd rather die fuck in the pen secret indictment
I'm strikin' like lightning in the fast to the crack game by nigga Jermaine And get scratch man The gats came, the leather gloves and ski masks
And then the on the slaps came Ain't a thang to it, do fool we just gon' do it Get em for the kilos and fluid I'm a do it but I'm new to it
Ask nigga why you don't do it He said hey yo that's the I'm cool with I fool with on the Peruv shit, but dude's sick, off two fifths He me where the kilos is hidden at Exclusive
But I knew shit nobody lose shit They ruthless but if I do the lick we screw shit So if you do it, let me know You let me know what to do with this shit I get it
Meet me at Texaco and then we'll flee get away fly to the lampoon with the fileco Illegal drug life live the thug life Ever since a kid my father used to sniff the white
In front of me what you've done to me Your son is gonna be a they put one in me or I'm a see my blood I need to bust with the niggas rein up
as we get this lick niggas gon' be seein' us Hop in the GM then pull up to the spot Not knowin' it's bein' watched by Still I creep up the with the glock hot
Kicked the door Where the nigga the money at, I hit his bedroom drawers For sho' money galore I scored Snatch a lotta gs put it in my and the wallabys
Got the kis out the basement left his his shit But the cops had a on surveillance They let me take they didn't raid shit But finally watch a nigga make that illegal
Listen yeah, I told yo motherfuckin' ass This was a sweet ass lick, throw that shit in motherfuckin' fool ride to this motherfuckin' telly and get up with these hoes
That was an easy put the kicks in his whip Then we hit the six to split the chips Police get this shit crunk Called the nigga that we robbed told 'em, we'd rob 'em now big funk
And niggas like him be waitin' for shit to jump the pump Get your ump throw the bitch in the trunk the bump Then the police told him we stay Think we got a smooth getaway
Drinkin' Alize and Crysti with these bad bitches drippin' on the some nigga kicked down the door And screamed any last wishes in a ski trippin' and mack grippin' All we had was two gats
One in the bathroom one in the the ho that was trippin' Started cryin' he her ass and said stop bicthin' Now y'all listen give me all the Before a nigga could mention anything he shot my nigga in the
Called him a rat and slapped him a gat He blew the bitches wig back clack Unload put a new clip back clack the gat at me asked me where the crack at
You we had to stash that said it's in the kitchen in a knap sack Hey, let me show you don't do no funny or I'll blow you I know you over here he seen the Peru I grabbed the tech twenty-two out the cocked it back and blew
His fuckin' brains on the wall grabbed the caine, fuck the Tried to leave out the hotel room and seen the pull up 'Freeze put your hands up or we're comin in with gas' Shit, I ran in the hotel room stashed the cash
And the and you know through the glass came the gas Bombs and motherfuckers like Saddam Hussein It came to bitch cops is dangerous Chokin' could barely no air police everywhere
So I crawled in the hide in there Plus I got a five in there, come out or we're in Put his sight in the air but I'm not alive
I swear I'll blast myself, no son, nigga back up all, y'all up I'm puttin' this gun to my head, no put that gun down son No, I'm puttin' it in my mouth, you don't wanna do that, back up up No man, it's in my mouth, no you ain't gon' do no time, up
You did nothin' yet, I'm I'm a pull pull the trigger Put that gun down, you ain't nothin', you ain't done nothin' It's the end of the albulation I don't a fuck You got too much to live for you, don't do that' I'm ready to die
Naw, naw, please man take the gun up, no, no, don't do it man, back up Don't do it, no, no, back up nigga, damn himself Someone call an 911