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Yeah it out, uh yo

Yo, I was sittin' on the with the deuce-deuce, the bubble goose
Nigga popped up in the blue Coupe, this nigga
This nigga fishy, nigga he stay pissy
Run up behind niggaz, the blizzy and get
I seen niggaz resist, some nigga
Be broke this coke or pocket full of crispy
bills make nigga swallow the steel
And most niggaz can't swallow a pill, how that feel?

But back to the skit nigga, in of the whip
With the half way down about to clap on some shit
And I'm rappin' and shit to this chick
It was fucked up, I got shorty back to the
I'm paranoid but still got the gat and the
If them niggaz spit, I got to spit at the whip
If it go down, shorty whole get ripped
And that's low down, life theatrical shit

So I grabbed shorty hand, took a of paces
Said some Mary' maintain my patience
Oh shit, this nigga spit quick
I threw down and let off the whole clip
Then but holdin' the whole whip
In broad day, so niggaz done the whole shit
Had to flee this shit is
I took a couple of steps and the blasted me

This nigga Moose got loose from the
Ain't thinkin' about a truce, try to knock my dick
My deuce-deuce fuckin' with Moose 40
I try to save the chick but the nigga lose shorty
Two to her gut, one to her chest, one to her
Now shorty puddles of red, fuck it I'm fed
I'm tryna figure was it I said
That got this nigga bustin' out lead, discussion is dead

I this man, he got a cannon in his hand
The sound alone, this is bananas
My one was to hit him and run fam
But God saved my life, he made his gun jam
Time to leave but he still squeeze
of tryna buy him some time on his knees
Nigga please, you got no to buck up
Knowin' that you 'bout to get the fuck up

Duke was brave but his stupid
Is the reason why I'm 'bout to twist Duke
And I'ma squeezin' but the gun wouldn't no strays
Now we even but the like 6'2, what would you do?
I'm to out fox this nigga
Son at 165, I'ma box this
But what he don't know, Loon to ox this nigga
Hit him dead in his fuckin' neck, I chop this nigga

But thoughts in my mind, me let it slide
So I'ma get in my ride and Duke another time
circle the block smoke a purple of choc
This nigga heart stop, died right on the spot
No bullshit, right on the block
Crack heads went in his slacks, hit him in his knot
Save me the trouble, now my on bubble
Feds tappin' my line, like condone the trouble
Walk out my home is a struggle
Fuck them pigs, I own no shovel, what the fuck

Now all that bullshit I done been through with this
I lay a single solitary motherfuckin' hand on this nigga
This nigga dead, these motherfuckers is all on my ass
I did somethin' to this nigga
Word to my mother, this shit is some real man
This killed my motherfuckin' bitch
Now I'm runnin' around motherfuckin' Harrison Ford
Like I'm motherfuckin' fugitive or somethin' man

is some real bullshit man
But I'ma ride shit out man
'Cause motherfuckin' bad boy