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Yeah take you out too kid

A rainy day laid up thinkin' sitting bent
Watchin' old flicks minds on the slouch
Back on the heard the phone ring
It was a shorty uptown I met back day

Long no hear from no doubt long time no see
I heard you had a seed a baby and now she 3
up wit that cat, you know who your baby pops
Slung rocks up top then heard he got

He home, dat nigga I'm on my own
Matter fact got my own crib plus I'm all
The bitch is bad, chill son she got me tempted
Reminiscing the fatty Jumped in the ride I rest Tims

Mecca dice presented sippin' E and J straight
Was bent when I gave her a hug
her straight into her mug
She ain't shes a bitch back then and now bugged

Turned the VCR on Friday, my flick
Offer me a drink I take a sip
Got into convo, How you been over the
Neglected, out, and living in fear

Whatchu mean? I thought you left that cat which was
I'm not talkin' him another dude
Been wit him for a year and had a baby by him,
Matter fact you saw him, you walked by him

Now I'm thinkin setup it be or maybe not
She said sweat it he don't got the top lock
to play it cool. But in my head shorties wildin'
Using me to get the next nigga jealous called up the

Ty Nitty line was so I beeped Gotti, Gotti was
Trip and two other grimes, The Twinz
Let me begin then
I'm at this bitch and I think she got me framed

without a gat, not prepared for combat
Gave the address, told my son there's cats
Be here in a second, big no half steppin'
They flippin' on me talkin' 'bout I never learn my

I laugh in additional hit 'em with the
Hung up the jack, while shorty in the bath
the living room, dozed off for a second
When I woke up shorty was standing ass

moves all this bullshit pussy betta be good
Step to da room, threw off my champion
Slow motion, all arm off the potion
Shorty down and had a nigga wide open

It was over up in the cut, I heard a thump
Jumped up threw on my boxers, yo, What the
All of a sudden, I saw black motherfucker
With this big ass gat and two other

Black masks, clutching duct no escape
Tied me up, me all in my face
Shorty wasn't screamin', looked up saw 'em schemin'
Yeah, yeah, we got this nigga yeah yo we got this

All bloodied up, the fuck up
Held for ransom they yelled got da bonus smiled and started
The phone rung it was my sons, let know they had me hostage
Don't worry yo we got this of the outcome
All this bullshit take a nigga word don't go see a bitch, word