Uh, suddenly I'm in the with the gat, full clip Out the blue, a crip 90 on the backroad outta nowhere My girl hit me on the bat I hear it in her voice, no she just wasn't alone Then a voice I didn't Said "If you wanna see wife alive Bring a million in and she's gonna survive" Look at the clock, pitch black, 11:05 up the phone, you know I put that shit in Hyper-drive Than I call my homie 6ix to tell him I'ma need his I'ma be outside in five get the gat ya belt Then I felt from the sweat my palm on the steering wheel I tried to shake it, man, I believe this shit is real pumping on the 101 This right here ain't no fun and die by the gun Get you Yeah, I up to the crib, pick up 6ix, now we out this bitch Only 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 finna count the cash I look up at the dash and I realize I'm out of gas So I at the station like probation Tell my boy to up as I head inside to pay the door and see a white guy at the counter named Clay 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 jacket and I him I ain't want no problem But he chose to reach for the anyway So I blew him Just tryna get some gas, now his blast, uh thinkin' about what just happened, now it's in the past Jump in the whip 0 to 60, yeah we out See red and blue flash, damn the cops is on my ass Hear them sirens, flashing lights in my view shit like a movie in a theater near you 120 now, I feel OJ (The cops are gonna get us) No they won't, everything'll be Swerve left, swerve Now they on my like Finna under the bridge, they won't spot me here at night Slow it down, it cool Mama she ain't raised no Sit back breathe (Holy shit) There go Man found us I know how but they came around us Fuck the police, no never do astound us In the back of my I know I gotta get the cash in my secret stash I I had another path Out the window I can hear the bullets I had a mask Make it to the crib, that's my task Adrenaline in my could take on anybody Coming down to the wire, they blew my tire and we flip
you motherfucker 6ix on get up I'm shot, I'm I'm Get the fuck on the Aww got me
Uh, he's bleeding slow, dripping from his torso Will he get to see his son grow? What's the picture they gon' paint he go? Last song he ever when the bullet hit his lung Man I should've never called, he'd be alive if he ain't All he tried to do was help save my I could've saved his life I I can take it back Now my best life curtain call fade to black It just no turning back Pulled out the gat and put a through the man The in and came out his back in the whip, no looking back First time in the front seat of that white and Side streets through the city, ain't nobody with me you know I had to duck 'em all "Motherfuck the law" Next thing I saw was a block my crib about my shorty, she my rib Pull up in the No cops in but might just somehow pull 'em my way Open the stash, get the Now I'm out so I put the Audi in reverse and then I back out Look at the addy in the text with my girl Five minutes now I'm creeping in a warehouse Lot of goons, lot of Now I'm just for fun I don't give a fuck where come from, I'm killing everyone make it to the back all alone pitch black Hear a sound, was that? Think it from over there Lights on, now I see my she's tied up to a chair With a gun to her head and a man gripping her All I did was and stare He the gag out of her mouth and she started calling my name (Bobby!) But didn't seem to be in pain, really up (Bobby!) I like I was waking up So I him quick in the neck and he hit the floor Before I untied her I him four more times Put a in his spine Was he dead? see Staring at the man, gun in his hand, it be (Bobby!) The man who my wife (Bobby!) was me (Bobby!)
What? Man get ass up nigga, we at the studio Say Damn man, come on, hurry up man, what's with you? Wake up, here, on Wait, we're at the studio right now? We're here Damn man since you started smoking weed you always late Man shut the up, Kev Stoney Bob ass