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Pop was still plotting („I’ma kill this nigga”)
Mekka still dotting
Joe got a question for Karen
A ring, a proposal, and some Louboutins for you
And Kway was laying low (somebody telling)
Honestly I think the Feds know (somebody telling)
December stacking every penny for her and her bro to go
They had to go, they had to go, they had to go
And Joe ain’t care for nothing but the fam
It was their life on his last grams
Ready to ask Karen for her hand
She 9 months, he saved up. Fuck it he tryna be a man
Ok we all know that he been down, but he got up and he got right. I wish mama could see him now
Ready to queen her when he see her drop down
Repeated the words a million times he couldn’t wait to see her smile
Meanwhile,Pop was in the living room pacing (I’ma kill this nigga”)
Him, Shells, Lil BK and Jason
Ski mask, a mind that was vacant
The tech, both mags and the K from the basement
His lil niggas from the town, already know how they got down
Kill a nigga for nothing right now, and so imagine Pop accepting new guns in the pound
„He swinging by to scoop up some bread
I don’t just want this pussy dead, I need this nigga whole head”
Fuck common sense, fuck logic
A contract on Kway’s skull, Pop was gon’ sign it
Shells rolling weed up, Jason just nodded, Lil BK staring, focused, demonic
And Pop walked to the closet… never guess what’s inside it
I guess this where we talk about his sick side
It was a girl, bag over her head, hands zip tied
Took the bag off, it was Shay
The mother of his seed, like the closest thing to Kway
Watching her for weeks, he followed her the whole day
When it was war you had to war and Pop wasn’t tryna play
And somebody got paid for this. He ain’t really want to take the bitch
She tried to scream as he pulled off the bag
Was walking out the bank the rest happened so fast
Looking for her keys, face and hand in her bag
Pop hopped smooth out and gun-butted with the mag
And ever since she’s been tied
In her head praying to her God
„If you get me out of this I’ll leave that Kwayshawn alone”
And some bullshit hadn’t made up in her mind
December had 200 grand in the safe
Ready to go now, new persons, new things, new place
No destination and no reason to stop
Made her mind up. She leaving if she leaving with Pop
She was dying and niggas wanted him dead so to stay’ll just be foolish
Had more than enough bread
And it’s sunny in Miami well the magazine said, already picked out the crib and the dopest dream bed
She had wounds, cut deep. Long nights, couldn’t sleep
She was tired or felt weak
Called Pop both times, both got the beep
„F it i’ll leave a message
Probably running round with Joe
(Pop) bro… (Pop)… bro
December we gotta go”
Mekka on her knees getting right
Brazilian weave, red bottoms, sucking dick part life
Favourite nigga out of her niggas cos Rob wanted to wife
Rob met her in the streets they called him Officer White
And when she finished with that head it was right to the kitchen, cooking on the phone with Katrina, yes bitching
Gossiping thinking she knowing shit when she didn’t
Katrina throwing gas and predictions
„And Pop gon’ kill Kway but that ain’t none of my business
Found out bout December, bitch, that nigga been tripping
Fucked up, Kway just gave him 40 whole chickens”
„40, bitch?!”
„40 whole chickens, lowkey Pop paid Tall J a visit
You know J, brown skin, always with fitted
She running round with Kway, yep yep, Pop did it.”
Rob behind them listening so technically she snitching
Joe pull up home, he take a deep breath, look at the ring once and hopped up out the Lex
He thinking about the future, jogging up the steps, and he gon do his part cos God gon do the rest
Phone ring, Pop answer it was Kway
„I need that whole hundred”
There was nothing left to say
Kway was tryna stack, Feds coming any day
Already made his other rounds, last stop for the day
Ain’t been home since bout May
And staying in the cut with Sharae
Met her out Miami, she was stripping in the A
300 stocks him and bae
It was different to the Bay
As soon as Kway hang up, his phone ring
It was a shooter, Lil Greg, he was home team
„Ayo what’s popping big bro? I know probably you busy
„What you doing? Who you with?? „I think you should come and get me” („something wrong”)
„Busting moves, why? What’s up? You in a rush? Give me a few, I’ll meet you out front”
„Nah come get me now, you got your nina?
Just hung up the phone with my baby momma Katrina” („What she say?”)
Joe reached for the door but it was cracked, he called for Karen while he reached for his strap
Joe reached for the door but it was cracked, he called for Karen while he reached for his strap
Rob grabbed his jacket and his vest
„This is Officer white, a backup request
Possible suspect, a homicide death, I’m 78 bound now I’m headed towards West
Joe ain’t hear Karen in the house
But saw her car and her keys on the couch
Usually by now he a hear her big mouth
Babe, stop playing, come out, no funny shit, I got the gun out
„If she playing I’ma choke her, grab the strap tight and move a lil closer”
Ain’t know why, but he had tears. Wasn’t scared but fear fear could be waiting at the top off the stairs
Look lil bruh I’m on the way. So these lil niggas really wanna play?
Joe, it was Pop of all people
Hurt a nigga that’ll feed you
That’s why you can’t help people today
Mekka was so busy with the gossip that she ain’t notice that her inbox was popping
20 missed texts from her best
„Meet me at the House bitch 20 minutes less”
That was 2 hours ago
Some head, a whole meal, and a shower ago
„y’all niggas bring the straps, Kway coming now
I’ma go first, when I signal y’all drum him down
Nigga be paranoid and, shit, he where we want him now
I’ll leave out the front
Y’all go back and come around”
Kway called School another shooter
„Hey lil bruh.. where bay bay and buddah?”
„Time to smoke a nigga code word hookah, and he knows to bring the macs any time Kway said computers
I’ve been smoking hookah on my laptop, in the van y’all meet me on the back block”
God could’t save them lil niggas, them was Kway boys. He practically raised them lil niggas
And I declare war. Friends turned enemies that’s for sure. („Karen?”)
It was a letter on his bed, kissed in lipstick, written in red
Still no signs of his bae but… this is what it said
„First of you perfect by far
I’m dark night sky, you a star
I think my flaws make you shine better
I felt so dirty. You could find better
I met thus nigga named Kway- I did you wrong
I dunno what to say, but I’m gon
Queens deserve castles and it’s wrong
Risking your life everyday for a pawn”
I’m crying now, cos I’m dying now
Crying now cos I’m dying now
Looked to his left, walked 6 steps and saw death
Looked to his left, walked 6 steps and saw death
She was right there. In the tub
Face open dripping blood
Did it with his gun, he was gripping the snub
Laying right there. Karen his love
Breaking news, 10 men part of a shootout, slain, broad daylight
2 cars riddles with bullets. Middle of Newark, New Jersey
Also, one cop shot 28 times, he’s in critical (critical) condition
Two women found in two separate houses both shot in the head
We don’t know if these cases are connected. State police say they have one witness who claims to know everything
Stay tuned. We’ll pick up the story at 8
Jersey
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