Uh, suddenly I'm in the whip the gat, full clip Out the blue, like a Doin' 90 on the backroad nowhere My hit me on the bat phone I could it in her voice, no she just wasn't alone Then a voice I didn't Said "If you see your wife alive Bring a million in cash and she's survive" Look at the clock, pitch black, it's Hung up the phone, you know I put that shit in Than I call my homie 6ix to tell him need his help I'ma be in five get the gat under ya belt Then I felt from the from my palm on the steering wheel I tried to shake it, man, I can't believe this shit is Heart on the 101 This shit right ain't no fun and die by the gun Get you Yeah, I pull up to the crib, up 6ix, now we out this bitch thing that's on my mind is "Put this fucker in a ditch" As soon as I get there, boy I'm lightin' up ass I'ma fill him with lead and they never count the cash 'Til I up at the dash and I realize I'm out of gas So I stop at the like probation Tell my boy to fill up as I head to pay Open the door and see a white guy at the counter named Pull out the $50 and told him to He movin' slow, he ain't got a worry in the world And the attitude, I was actin' rude Hold up, if the person you love was kidnapped would you do? He saw my gat and my and froze I him I ain't want no problem But he chose to for the shotty anyway So I him away tryna get some gas, now his brain blast, uh Frozen thinkin' what just happened, now it's in the past Jump in the 0 to 60, yeah we out fast See that red and blue flash, damn the is on my ass them sirens, flashing lights in my rear view This shit like a movie in a theater you 120 now, I feel OJ (The cops are gonna get us) No won't, everything'll be okay Swerve left, right Now they on my status Finna pull under the bridge, won't spot me here at night Slow it down, it cool she ain't raised no fool Sit back breathe (Holy shit) There go Man they us I don't know how but they around us the police, no they never do astound us In the of my mind I know I gotta get the cash It's in my stash I wish I had another Out the window I can hear the blast Wish I had a Make it to the crib, that's my only Adrenaline in my could take on anybody Coming to the wire, they blew my tire and then we flip
Freeze you 6ix on get up I'm shot, I'm I'm Get the fuck on the Aww got me
Uh, he's bleeding slow, blood dripping from his he ever get to see his son grow? What's the picture gon' paint after he go? Last song he ever sung when the bullet hit his Man I should've never called, he'd be if he ain't come All he tried to do was help my wife Wish I could've saved his I wish I can it back Now my best friend's curtain call fade to black It ain't no turning back Pulled out the gat and put a bullet the man The in and came out his back Jump in the whip, no looking First time in the front of that white and black Side streets through the city, ain't nobody with me Yeah you I had to duck 'em all "Motherfuck the law" Next thing I saw was a block my crib Think my shorty, she my rib Pull up in the No cops in sight but might just pull 'em my way Open the stash, get the Now I'm back out so I put the in reverse and then I back out Look at the addy in the text my girl whereabouts Five minutes later now I'm in a warehouse Lot of goons, lot of Now I'm just for fun I give a fuck where they come from, I'm killing everyone Finally make it to the back all pitch black a sound, what was that? Think it came over there Lights on, now I see my wife tied up to a chair With a gun to her and a man gripping her hair All I did was and stare He took the gag out of her mouth and she started calling my (Bobby!) But seem to be in pain, really shaken up (Bobby!) I felt I was waking up So I shot him in the neck and he hit the floor Before I untied her I shot him four more Put a in his spine Was he Let's see Staring at the man, gun in his hand, it be (Bobby!) The man who kidnapped my (Bobby!) was me (Bobby!)
What? Man get your ass up nigga, we at the Say Damn man, come on, hurry up man, what's with you? up, here, come on Wait, we're at the studio right now? here already? Damn man since you smoking weed you always fucking late Man the fuck up, Kev Stoney Bob ass