This just bought eleven machine guns And he brought in my crib
Glittered out, face, teck, Rae up in the Hilton Heard Nia Long is in the Penthouse fashion, ordered out room It looked bugged 'cause the looked nervous Lift off the lid, two shiny thirty-eights aimed at the kid
What I do, duck, Rae up in the shower Son don't that it's real Coming looking like he about something In a tight jam, red down, matching Santa If I could reach my hammer
He two shots, I played mice Ran to the were the sun was at he was blinded by the ice That's Rae ran out of the back on, soap on his arms, spit duke around, fell on my lap
Yo, what the happened? It was a set up to get wet up your bleeding
Nah, his blood fucked my white up Ten G's down the Yo up, we got to get him up Get the sheets son, fix him up Lock the door, turn the TV off, your kicks is the light switch
Just give me two minutes to my shirt, find my ices The hit quick Hit the jack, six
Put down the phone Wipe off prints
Rae ran hysterically, on soap Landed on his back, with his gat, now that's We got three minutes, nobody seen Somebody have heard shit
Singing on some Martin, were my momma bird Fuck your socks, when we heard the door knock Everything all right? son, balloons popped Threw this dude the bed
A dressed Raekwon, swallowing diamonds Had in juice up on his wedding day The phone rang off, the tea blew, wifey hitting me you want sweaty, lima beans and kidney
Trashed the beeper, I reached for the reefer a Costa, peep, oh son the house keeper Soap dripping from his nuts, cut up gut Praying how me it out the telly and touch
Fuck it, a Wesley Snipes movement on a in Bermuda We laptop niggas, thugs in a Caught up in the shit Finding two days later a murder and we got to this flight shit
It was a Wesley movement on a Sunday in Bermuda We niggas, thugs in a computer A Wesley Snipes on a Sunday in Bermuda We laptop niggas, thugs in a
Ayo, the pressures on, got murk, it's time to move fast Ayo, Deini it's on, check out the flash Flew out the next day, to the Tony estates on the first class flight to L.A.
It ain't long, I pulled a few strings on the horn So were it from? That we stuck and took the caine from We should have him when we had him
Yo I was holding a Yeah we bagged him, but we let him slide in the His bad little brown ho, out Chicago She move his cargo, good at handling
We had our eyes closed God, we should seen it coming He should have seen me coming, running out the shower Now that I figured it, she put the on It all came to me, in back of my mind, just like my favorite
Dawned on me later on, by then the day was How dare this nigga even think that he take us on the Cee Allah Sent the kite through the
Him and big Dan Known to split wigs, with razor gems Giants from riots, halls is quiet CO's with babies on their arms tight
And this nigga from down got shipped up north Stocky young fella, running his on how he set it off heard that shit, plus got that kite Money got murdered in his that night
Fuck it, a Wesley movement on a Sunday in Bermuda We laptop niggas, thugs in a Caught up in the grimy Finding two days later a murder and we got to make this shit
It was a Wesley Snipes on a Sunday in Bermuda We laptop niggas, in a computer A Wesley Snipes movement on a Sunday in We laptop niggas, in a computer