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This nigga just bought eleven 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 service
It bugged 'cause the waiter looked nervous
off the lid, seen two shiny thirty-eights aimed at the kid

What I do, duck, Rae up in the shower
Son don't know it's real
looking like he about peel something
In a tight jam, red down, matching like
If I just reach my hammer

He two shots, I played mice
Ran to the spot the sun was at
he was blinded by the ice
That's when Rae ran out of the
Towel on, on his arms, spit duke around, fell on my lap

Yo, the fuck happened?
It was a set up to get wet up
Starks your

Nah, his fucked my white leather up
Ten G's the drain
Yo up, we got to get him up
Get the son, let's fix him up
the door, turn the TV off, your kicks is near the light switch

Just give me two minutes to iron my shirt, find my
The hit quick
Hit the jack, six

Put down the stupid
off your prints

Rae ran hysterically, on soap
Landed on his back, with his gat, now dope
We got minutes, nobody seen shit
Somebody have heard shit

Singing on some Martin, were my momma bird
Fuck your socks, that's when we heard the knock
all right? Partying son, balloons popped
Threw this dude the bed

A half dressed Raekwon, swallowing
Had in juice up on his wedding day
The phone rang off, the tea blew, wifey hitting me
What you want sweaty, beans and kidney

Trashed the beeper, slowly I reached for the
Throw a Costa, peep, oh son the keeper
Soap suds from his nuts, cut up gut
Praying how me make it out the and touch

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 this flight shit

It was a Wesley Snipes on a Sunday in Bermuda
We laptop niggas, thugs in a
A Wesley Snipes movement on a in Bermuda
We laptop niggas, in a computer

Ayo, the on, sonny got murk, it's time to move fast
Ayo, it's on, check out the news flash
Flew out the next day, back to the estates
Blew on the first class to L.A.

It ain't take long, I pulled a few strings on the
So were it came
nigga 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 in the wagon
His bad brown ho, from out Chicago
She his cargo, good at handling Roscoes

We had our closed God, we should have seen it coming
He should seen me coming, running out the shower gunning
Now that I it, she put the waiter on
It all came to me, in back of my mind, just like my song

Dawned on me on, by then the day was gone
How this nigga even think that he could take us on
the Cee Allah
Sent the kite through the

Him and big Dan
Known to split wigs, razor sharp gems
Giants Attica riots, halls is quiet
CO's with babies on their arms look

And this nigga from down state got shipped up
young fella, running his lips on how he set it off
Then that shit, plus got that kite
Money got murdered in his that night

Fuck it, a Wesley Snipes movement on a Sunday in
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 Snipes movement on a Sunday in Bermuda
We laptop niggas, in a computer
A Wesley Snipes on a Sunday in Bermuda
We laptop niggas, thugs in a