This nigga just bought eleven guns And he brought in my crib
Glittered out, stout face, teck, Rae up in the Nia Long is in the building Penthouse fashion, ordered out service It bugged 'cause the waiter looked nervous Lift off the lid, seen two shiny aimed at the kid
What I do, duck, Rae up in the singing Son don't know that real looking like he about peel something In a tight jam, red down, matching like If I could just reach my
He bust two shots, I mice Ran to the were the sun was at Quickly he was by the ice That's when Rae ran out of the 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 Starks bleeding
Nah, his fucked my white leather 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 is near the light switch
Just give me two to iron my shirt, find my ices The hit came Hit the jack, six
Put the phone stupid off your prints
Rae ran hysterically, slipped on Landed on his back, with his gat, now dope We got three minutes, nobody shit Somebody might heard shit
Singing on some Martin, were my momma shit Fuck your socks, that's we heard the door knock Everything all right? son, balloons popped this dude under the bed
A half dressed Raekwon, swallowing Had money in juice up on his day The rang off, the tea kettle blew, wifey hitting me What you want sweaty, lima and kidney
Trashed the beeper, I reached for the reefer Throw a Costa, peep, oh son the house Soap dripping from his nuts, cut up gut how me make it out the telly and touch
Fuck it, a Snipes movement on a Sunday in Bermuda We laptop niggas, in a computer 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
Ayo, the pressures on, sonny got murk, time to move fast Ayo, Deini it's on, out the news flash Flew out the next day, to the Tony estates Blew on the first class to L.A.
It ain't take long, I pulled a few on the horn So it came from? That nigga we stuck and took the from We should have him when we had him
Yo I was a Magnum Yeah we bagged him, but we let him in the wagon His bad little brown ho, from out She move his cargo, at handling Roscoes
We had our eyes closed God, we should have it coming He should have seen me coming, out the shower gunning Now I figured it, she put the waiter on It all came to me, in of my mind, just like my favorite song
Dawned on me later on, by the day was gone How dare this nigga even that he could take us on Smoke the Cee Sent the kite through the
Him and big Dan to split wigs, with razor sharp gems Giants Attica riots, halls is quiet CO's with babies on arms look tight
And this nigga from state got shipped up north Stocky young fella, running his on how he set it off Then heard that shit, got that kite Money got in his bunk that night
Fuck it, a Snipes movement on a Sunday in Bermuda We laptop niggas, in a computer Caught up in the grimy Finding two later a murder and we got to make this flight shit
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