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(man)
Hey, ni**a, gimme some of them water and chip's, sh*t
(other man)
Lock 'em up, ni**a, lock 'em, b******t
(man)
Hey, look, ni**a
Get out there, ni**a
These niggas ain't sho' ta riz-ayd, right
We gon' get in and get out
(other man)
We on a roll, ni**a
I'ma walk it down, now
F**kin' wit deez out-a-town niggas
Got me watchin' up on my back and strappin'
Pistol packin'
Who ever thought dem fools would catch on
And we was sellin' rock while up in the back of the broll
See da plan was to make a transaction to match
Three calos, for under the zone, a hundred thousand cash
Dub c and c mac take tha money 'n run
We gettin' close, hot as f**k
Burnin' up in his drive
Two pace, mirror checkin' doin' sixty-five
I seen the state patrol 5 times, swear to god
He make this stop, better have 9 lives
Ni**a speak
Where you at?
Close ni**a
You just have tha cash right so we can go's, ni**a
I never tell no
Set us up, get a crew, gun his town
F**k that, I dun dis sh*t befo'
After we twist deez niggas, we gon twist some mo'
(CJ Mac)
Out-a-town ni**a havin' a pistal in hand
Whatcha paper, you f**kin' wit some jackets, player
Sh*t happens
Don't f**k wit a niggas cash
Niggas mash, on dat a**
Don't f**k wit a niggas cash
Niggas mash, on dat a**
Fo' a niggas cash, niggas blast
(T'is da season to be janky falalalala lalalala)
Hits J, sit straight, dey ain't even check
Swiss suitcase, jit
We ain't stop to count da cash, ni**a
Sh*t, ni**a, i remember
It was two a dem gas cans, was fulla straight heata
Fake twista, took her a** back to da piz-ad
Sent some mo crystals back to da liz-ad
To make some mo trick-climbin'-blatant-ni**a loot
Cuz baby need new shoes and daddy need a coupe
Call my ni**a, Fred, yo friend
He set up da link
Gave his a** ten-thousand, thanked him n' sh*t
Told him 'shut the f**k up', niggas try sweating
And have to take his a** out there, he bound to wetting
Uh huh, two months passed, I found his a** trashed out
Castrated on his porch, with his dick in his mouth
What the f**k? I know these niggas ain't here in L.A.
I went and grabbed the AK n' called my ni**a CJ
(What's crackin'?) Look it's on wit deez niggas (what?)
Hey CJ ni**a I just found this ni**a Fred f**ked up
(slow down, ni**a) on the porch (Fred?)
Hey ni**a it's goin' down
Hey ni**a meet me at cho b**ch spot, ni**a (what?)
F**k that, let's bring these in hea
F**k these niggas!
Goin' 110 on da 110, exit slow
Sh*t my stomach uptight, sumthin' ain't right (f**k that)
How da f**k they found where Fred stay
They ain't never been out there, hold up, what the f**k?!
CJ, don't trip, ni**a, dey just killed yo b**ch
Left her bleedin' in the porch wit' screwdriver's in her head
Ramshacked the house, took the work and the money
I could see that sh*t, but why the f**k you so bloody?
They took the hundred thousand we stole plus two mo' (right, right)
And if i know that ni**a bo he checked a in mo
Bo, hard ni**a, who parted the game
You didn't know that motherf**kas name!
First you found fred dead, then you found my b**ch wit her wig split
Ni**a i ain't stupid, you did that sh*t
Motherf**ka shot me in my shoulda
Reached for my strap, and started dumpin' back
Ni**a, lifes a b**ch and then you die
You only get one chance to check, ni**a, trust no ni**a
Shoulda known from the start, ain't no love in my heart
F**k this 50-50 sh*t, this is where we depart
I'll be damned if I let this ni**a walk wit' da dough
Kill my hoe, boy, kill my hoe?
Five, fo' rounds, hit him twice, hit him in his stomach
See me vomit blood,
Ni**a eat slugs!
On my knees, I'ma see da bust back, f**k that
Somehow i managed, ta raise wit da wicked carriage
Ain't no rules to dis sh*t, we jackers
Ain't no love in this game, mothaf**ka, sh*t happens
I feel sorry, ni**a
Just like every dog has his day,
Every loc get his nights
I'll be back at ya, my ni**a (ain't no thang)
I can't believe yo a** did some sh*t like that to me, ni**a
It ain't nothin' (hu, hu)
It ain't nothin'
It's goin' down
I'ma get that motherf**ker
It's on
