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Yeah it out, uh yo

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

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

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

This nigga got loose from the caboose
Ain't about a truce, try to knock my dick loose
My ain't fuckin' with Moose 40
I try to save the but the nigga done lose shorty
Two to her gut, one to her chest, one to her
Now shorty layin' puddles of red, it I'm fed
I'm tryna figure was it somethin I
That got this dumb nigga 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 tryna
Instead of tryna buy him some on his knees
Nigga please, you got no reason to up
that you 'bout to get shot the fuck up

Duke was brave but his stupid
Is the reason why I'm 'bout to twist toupee
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 'bout to out fox nigga
Son at 165, I'ma box this
But what he know, Loon 'bout to ox this nigga
Hit him dead in his fuckin' neck, when I chop this

But thoughts in my mind, me let it slide
So I'ma get in my ride and catch Duke another
circle the block smoke a purple of choc
This nigga heart stop, nigga died on the spot
No bullshit, collapse on the block
heads went in his slacks, hit him right in his knot
Save me the trouble, now my phone on
Feds my line, like nigga condone the trouble
Walk out my home is a struggle
Fuck pigs, I don't own no shovel, what the fuck

Now all that bullshit I done been through this nigga
I ain't lay a solitary motherfuckin' hand on this nigga
This drops dead, these motherfuckers is all on my ass
Like I did somethin' to this
to my mother, this shit is some real bullshit man
This nigga killed my bitch
Now I'm runnin' around like Harrison Ford
I'm some motherfuckin' fugitive or somethin' man

This is some real man
But I'ma ride this out man
I'ma motherfuckin' bad boy