Uh, suddenly I'm in the with the gat, full clip Out the blue, like a Doin' 90 on the outta nowhere My girl hit me on the bat I could it in her voice, no she just wasn't alone Then a voice I recognize Said "If you wanna see your alive Bring a million in cash and gonna survive" Look at the clock, black, it's 11:05 Hung up the phone, you know I put shit in Hyper-drive Than I call my homie 6ix to tell him I'ma need his I'ma be outside in five get the gat under ya Then I from the sweat from my palm on the steering wheel I tried to shake it, man, I can't believe this shit is Heart on the 101 This right here ain't no fun and die by the gun Get you Yeah, I pull up to the crib, up 6ix, now we out this bitch Only thing that's on my mind is "Put this in a ditch" As soon as I get there, boy I'm lightin' up ass fill him with lead and they never finna count the cash 'Til I look up at the and I realize I'm out of gas So I at the station Piss like Tell my boy to up as I head inside to pay Open the door and see a white guy at the named Clay Pull out the $50 and told him to He movin' slow, like he got a worry in the world And the attitude, maybe I was rude Hold up, if the person you love was kidnapped what you do? He saw my gat and my and froze I told him I want no problem But he to reach for the shotty anyway So I him away tryna get some gas, now his brain blast, uh Frozen thinkin' about what just happened, now it's in the in the whip 0 to 60, yeah we out fast See red and blue flash, damn the cops is on my ass them sirens, flashing lights in my rear view This shit like a in a theater near you 120 now, I feel like OJ (The cops are get us) No they won't, everything'll be Swerve left, swerve Now they on my status pull under the bridge, they won't spot me here at night Slow it down, it cool Mama she ain't raised no Sit back breathe (Holy shit) they go Man found us I don't know how but came around us the police, no they never do astound us In the back of my mind I know I gotta get the It's in my stash I wish I had path Out the window I can the bullets blast Wish I had a it to the crib, that's my only task Adrenaline in my body could on anybody Coming down to the wire, they blew my tire and we flip
you motherfucker 6ix on get up I'm shot, I'm I'm Get the on the ground Aww got me
Uh, he's bleeding slow, blood dripping his torso Will he ever get to see his son What's the picture gon' paint after he go? Last song he ever sung when the bullet hit his Man I should've never called, he'd be if he ain't come All he to do was help save my wife Wish I could've his life I I can take it back Now my best friend's life curtain call fade to It just ain't no turning Pulled out the gat and put a through the man The blew in and came out his Jump in the whip, no back First in the front seat of that white and black Side streets through the city, ain't fucking with me you know I had to duck 'em all "Motherfuck the law" Next thing I saw was a block my crib Think my shorty, she my rib Pull up in the No in sight but might just somehow pull 'em my way Open the stash, get the Now I'm back out so I put the Audi in reverse and then I out Look at the addy in the text my girl whereabouts Five minutes now I'm creeping in a warehouse Lot of goons, lot of Now I'm shooting for fun I don't give a fuck where they from, I'm killing everyone Finally make it to the back all pitch black a sound, what was that? Think it came from there Lights on, now I see my wife tied up to a chair a gun to her head and a man gripping her hair All I did was and stare He took the gag out of her mouth and she started my name (Bobby!) But didn't seem to be in pain, shaken up (Bobby!) I felt like I was up So I him quick in the neck and he hit the floor I untied her I shot him four more times Put a bullet in his Was he Let's see Staring at the man, gun in his hand, it be (Bobby!) The man who my wife (Bobby!) was me (Bobby!)
What? Man get ass up nigga, we at the studio Say Damn man, come on, hurry up man, what's with you? Wake up, here, on Wait, we're at the studio right now? here already? Damn man since you smoking weed you always fucking late Man shut the up, Kev Stoney Bob ass