Tekst piosenki
[Verse: Russiani]
I remember being dead broke, mama about to lose the house
Plus I’m fucking nigga’s bitches, so you know they talking about
Riding through my six with two, finna give me sixty-two
But bro got a pistol too, came with the extendo too
He handed me the AR, a scope and said…
„This clip should do
Plus I’m busting twelve, this shoots fifty, they’ll catch sixty-two
Shots go through the driver side, that mean the driver died
The car crash and kill the passenger, double homicide
Now ima ride, is you?! I know you ain’t scared nigga!”
I replied „Fuck nah! I’m sending shots through the chair nigga!”
But I was paranoid as shit, trying to fill my void and shit
Rolled it up and sparked a spliff, plus Cutty just got off his shift
He came through, big bro started giving him directions
Plus he slid him a g-lock, incase he needed the protection
Told him „Pull up ’round the block, it’s five after nine o’clock, if I picture this nigga rolling, ima treat him like he’s Pac!”
Now I’m in the intersection, knee down like Tim Tebow
If these hallow tips hit him, paramedics yelling breathe slow
But then a hour went by, my trigger finger losing hope
Started goofing off with Rob, like this nigga is a joke
Talking shit on all the blogs, it’s game time and now he choke
And just like that the time changed, a whole 'nother time frame
Niggas speeding down the block, pistols out the window sideways
He just hit Rob with two, I’m sending out recover fire
Eyes gleaming down the block, my big brother under fire
He military with the shits, hit a nigga and a tire
I send twenty out the auto, fuck around and hit the driver
Run up on the car and the AR just start screaming louder
I’m fingering that nina like I’m tryna get some cream up out her
Woo!
Man I walk up on the scene, this shit look ridiculous
I turned twenty and caught two bodies
But could you picture this?
Nigga in the back was up, I tried to block his pistol but…
Cutty woke me up and said „you ready to hit the block or what?”
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