Pacino life, G a roll, dice At the Mirage, strip, neon lights Gamblers, puffin' cigars, and stars Flashin cameras, dealers, cards
Spent the weekend, already miss New York and odd I'm the first to say it got too many hustlers who rob I never hang out, when we do we the four-five 'Cause shells comin' back at us we jump in the ride
Flyin', duckin', our in the club cluckin' Tellin' my wife who I was with like I was fuckin' back, Monday evening from the bottom where the sun was beamin' To the jungle of cement
Limousine's from airport, sleepin' my dogs peace, kept in movin', I was beat when Got to my crib, where the hell my keys Ringin' the bell, heard a yell but wasn't
Dropped my to the ground, put my ear to the door Slow music, H-Town, no down low My baby's, drop Mercedes is parked, I around yo To the back, she must be inside and hear
Probably upstairs, in the mirror, her hair I walked in through the back entrance Shocked it was unlocked, when I in, I smelled incense by a weed aroma, empty Guinness's
And lipstick marks on like empty Coronas A pair of jeans on the carpet, size 12 Timberlands Somethin' swingin' on the ceilin' fan, I it slower and slower
On the swing I saw it was a G-string and heard laughin' about my nine-side Glock but somethin' made me disregard it Started my way up to where the and music was at Froze, I react
door opened a crack, seen wifey layin' with some nigga Mumblin' shit, he had one on her ass And she was his dick, toastin' wine glasses Cherry scented candles was lit, couldn't handle the
Searchin' for I found none, without a sound I left the house with a sick smile and my gun Now I'm out buggin', whylin', I'm gon' do? Call my man Horse, meet me outside, I'm comin'
I thought you me I thought you for me I thought you me Did you in me?
I thought you me I thought you for me I you needed me Did you in me?
Got up with Horse, showed a on my face was mad lost I ain't know whether to cry or just, try to it off "Son you home early, they you out that quick?" I said, "Nah," showed him the with nine in the clip
Hopped in the whip, in the disc, pressed play To the Central, from the Van Wyck Expressway I said, "Bet you'll never guess in a years What I just saw and probably still is
Snuck in my crib, some nigga my wiz I saw dem, they ain't see me, I and I slid grab shorty, I need you to grab the nigga for me" Just I thought I found love, she shitted on me
in Vegas, a present, for our engagement 20 G's on a I would have hit her today with My surprise couldn't the one she had for me We pulled up, he was walkin' out the backwardly
Parked in the back of my house, they see us Ran to the side of my house, the heater to the front when I talked he had junk Bitch tried to slam the door shut, got caught in Horse
Shot the Spanish kid in the rib, him in Grabbed her face, say goodbye to your friend One between the eye, died, by mistake Must've held the gat too tight, at her face
somebody knock, Horse helped me hide the bodies Heard sirens, I guess we goin' out we out kamikazes We surrounded, red lights flashin', who's Came out a bullhorn, I'm contemplatin'
Horse asked me for the Mac, he me dap, one love Cocked the strap, then he ran out the Mad shots couldn't tell was goin' on Sat on the floor my dead girl, put her in my arms
Pulled her ring out my pocket I was Put it on her ring finger the glock, and started prayin' To Muhammad and Allah, the most Through you, all things are possible, I know listenin'
I never meant for to happen, I never dreamed This'd be my fate, such a grotesque, murder On that note, same time, the cops in Kissed my lady, her on my lips, I said "Amen"
Put the nine to my head, the hammer, held her close Squeeze the toast, said to her, "Now God, we elope" We
fucking niggers