Pacino life, G a roll, dice At the Mirage, Vegas strip, lights Gamblers, cigars, couples and stars Flashin cameras, dealers, cards
Spent the weekend, miss New York and it's odd 'Cause I'm the to say it got too many hustlers who rob I never hang out, we do we bust the four-five shells comin' back at us while we jump in the ride
Flyin', duckin', our bitches in the club Tellin' my wife who I was dancin' with I was fuckin' Flew back, Monday evening from the bottom where the sun was To the concrete of cement
from LaGuardia airport, sleepin' Told my dogs peace, kept in movin', I was beat Got to my crib, where the hell my went? Ringin' the bell, heard a yell but sure
my luggage to the ground, put my ear to the door Slow music, H-Town, no down low My baby's, drop Mercedes is parked, I around yo To the back, she must be and can't hear
upstairs, in the mirror, doin' her hair I walked in through the back door Shocked it was unlocked, when I walked in, I incense by a weed aroma, empty Guinness's
And lipstick marks on three empty Coronas A pair of blue jeans on the carpet, size 12 Somethin' swingin' on the fan, I stopped it Swingin' slower and
On the last swing I saw it was a and heard laughin' Thought my nine-side Glock but somethin' made me disregard it Started my way up to the noise and music was at Froze, I couldn't
Bedroom opened a crack, seen wifey layin' with some nigga Mumblin' shit, he had one on her ass And she was rubbin' his dick, wine glasses Cherry candles was lit, couldn't handle the shit
Searchin' for I found none, without a sound I left the house with a sick smile and my gun Now I'm out buggin', whylin', I'm gon' do? Call my man Horse, meet me outside, I'm through
I you loved me I thought you for me I thought you me Did you in me?
I you loved me I thought you for me I you needed me Did you in me?
Got up with Horse, showed a on my face was mad lost I ain't whether to cry or just, try to laugh it off "Son you early, they wiped you out that quick?" I said, "Nah," showed him the plastic with nine in the
Hopped in the whip, in the disc, pressed play To the Grand Central, the Van Wyck Expressway I said, "Bet you'll never guess in a million What I saw happenin' and probably still is
Snuck in my crib, some fuckin' my wiz I saw dem, they ain't see me, I ducked and I grab shorty, I need you to grab the nigga for me" Just I thought I found love, she shitted on me
in Vegas, a present, for our engagement 20 G's on a I would have hit her today with My surprise match the one she had for me We pulled up, he was walkin' out the house
Parked in the back of my house, they see us Ran to the side of my house, the heater Walked to the front when I he had junk Bitch tried to the door shut, got caught in Horse foot
Shot the Spanish kid in the rib, him in Grabbed her face, say to your undercover friend One between the eye, died, by mistake Must've the gat too tight, pointed at her face
Heard somebody knock, Horse me hide the bodies Heard sirens, I we goin' out we out like kamikazes We surrounded, red lights flashin', who's Came out a bullhorn, I'm suicide
Horse me for the Mac, he gave me dap, one love Cocked the strap, he ran out the back Mad couldn't tell what was goin' on Sat on the floor near my dead girl, put her in my
her ring out my pocket I was savin' Put it on her finger cocked the glock, and started prayin' To Muhammad and Allah, the beneficial Through you, all things are possible, I know you're
I never meant for to happen, I never dreamed be my fate, such a grotesque, murder scene On that note, same time, the cops in Kissed my lady, her blood on my lips, I "Amen"
Put the nine to my head, the hammer, held her close the toast, said to her, "Now unto God, we elope" We
Stupid niggers