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This nigga just bought eleven guns
And he them in my crib

out, stout face, teck, Rae up in the Hilton
Heard Nia Long is in the
fashion, ordered out room service
It looked bugged 'cause the waiter looked
Lift off the lid, seen two shiny aimed at the kid

I do, duck, Rae up in the shower singing
Son don't that it's real
Coming looking like he about something
In a tight jam, red down, like Santa
If I could just reach my

He two shots, I played mice
Ran to the spot 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 your

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

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

Put the phone stupid
Wipe off your

Rae ran hysterically, on soap
Landed on his back, his gat, now that's dope
We got minutes, nobody seen shit
Somebody might heard shit

Singing on some Martin, were my momma shit
Fuck your socks, that's when we heard the door
Everything all right? Partying son, popped
Threw dude under the bed

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

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

Fuck it, a Wesley Snipes movement on a Sunday in
We laptop niggas, in a computer
Caught up in the shit
two days later a murder and we got to make this flight shit

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

Ayo, the pressures on, sonny got murk, time to move fast
Ayo, Deini it's on, out the news flash
out the next day, back to the Tony estates
Blew on the class flight to L.A.

It ain't long, I pulled a few strings on the horn
So were it came
That nigga we stuck and 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 little brown ho, from out
She his cargo, good at handling Roscoes

We had our eyes God, we should have seen it coming
He should have me coming, running out the shower gunning
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 the Pens

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

And this from down state got shipped up north
Stocky fella, running his lips on how he set it off
heard that shit, plus got that kite
Money got murdered in his bunk night

Fuck it, a Wesley Snipes movement on a in Bermuda
We laptop niggas, thugs in a
up in the grimy shit
Finding two days later a murder and we got to make this shit

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