It's just another day, my troubles with a forty That's when I got the from this brown skin shorty She asked me where's my crew at, said we do whatever She got a too and said that we should get together I said, "Aight, just me back in a hour So I can take a and gather up the manpower" I hung up the horn And I thought to myself that it be on Cause this trick ain't pick up the phone to me in years (Why?) Ever since I left the ho in tears Ain't no telling what her friends up in her ears of setting me up I'm not trying to hear (Check it out, Son) So we take the for precautions Plus this trick live in Brooklyn, home of the She might got a whole batallion of for us to get up off the train and surround us Or maybe I'm blowing this out of proportion But shit do happen to niggas very often So fuck it, a nigga do what he meant to My crew got my back, the world is my mental We put five soldiers The called, my blood curdled Told me to meet her on Got to the plaza, we're waiting for the G We put a plan together, just in case the beef Now we Bed bound Far home and on unknown ground But together we six deep, with five heats, nothing First nigga getting lifted off his fucking feet It eternity, we reached our destination My heartbeat is racing like a cardiac We finally got to Myrtle outside the train I saw not a soul, told my peoples to be But up, that's when a black caravan rolled up My legs froze up, I grabbed my pound Told my man, "Eyes open cause it go down" Said he don't like the way the is starting to sound angle of the car was smoked out and tinted So we tell if the enemy was in it It might been TNT, I wasn't trying to wait and see, we Jetted thru Marcy cause D's ain't me Son, they got us on the run, dun, see yo
Check it out, check it out, it out, yo Trife life got me thinking an animal No doubt, no doubt, no doubt, no yo What can you is what you don't know
OK check it, you're on way to your girl's crib But the bitch in the Bridge You ain't really sweating it, little do you know The niggas in the be setting it You thought you was safe and tried to the back streets without heat On the 41st Side of Street The side where don't give a fuck The side where if you come fronting, kid you getting bucked On way, to apartment 3A With a phat herringbone, let him slide, no Son get the heat, I'm about to stick him (Fuck shit, yo if that nigga front, yo hit him!) Aight bet, so just it down While I cock back the long three You're upstairs boning, not knowing I'm scheming the right time kid, it's twelve in the evening You're leaving out the building as you kiss your goodbye you was safe and got caught by surprised "What's on?", as I reply "Shut the up and don't make this to another homicide" He tried to play so I put one in his brain Even though I took his life, all I was his chain Come through truck heat, how you figure? When you in the projects keep your fingers on the But fuck that we're juxing, if you got what we like you tooken Put you on your back, send you on your way, yo looking Now we catching a cab to Halsey & in Brooklyn Getting tore up the floor up, hit the dress store up Got the in case a nigga wanna roll up Get your motherfucking shit up Now it's back to Queens to fiends G's by any means, my eyes on my enemies Sipping Hennessey, with my mind on crime shit One-time me but never ever find shit It's the everyday, get the loot breeze Though my goal is to leave outta state, ki's But all this bullshit holding me down, I leave a 9-to-5, I get the loot with ease Don't even need a to earn a six-digit figure I get mines slinging on the with my niggas the trigger when the drama appears Cause a nigga enemy is fear So yo
Check it out, it out, check it out, yo Trife life got me thinking an animal No doubt, no doubt, no doubt, no yo What can kill you is you don't know