[Intro]
Yeah, weak ass nigga think he doin' it
I'mma call these muhfuckin' folks on him
I know he robbed that store, get this muhfuckin' cheese
Damn, these folk biz as a motherfucker
Man, I'm 'bout to call these folk back
Damn
[Verse]
As I sit in my cell, might as well be in hell
Left for dead, 201, fourth floor where I dwell
Couldn't tell, thought you was a man, but you was a bitch
A nigga that I'd die for really was a snitch
Let me switch back to the scene, scene of the crime
Where I left all my hopes and dreams, caught me with a nine
Duffel bag full of plenty cash, empty out safe
Hit the mask, but a nosey fag fucked up my escape
I could take any charge, 'cause it's death 'fore dishonor
"Do you plead guilty on this case?" No, your honor
Wonder, how not guilty turned to guilty
Could it be that my homeboy turned state on me?
I can see you and the victim sittin' like a hoe
On the prosecutor's side, shove a nine down the throat
Of a coward punk bitch, your body in a ditch
Could've sold my own soul just to see the nine click
Click, then your carcass fall like the gavel fell
Nine years what they gave me, then took me to jail
Did I tell? Nigga, hell nah, Project ain't a hoe
We can blast with them thangs or we go toe to toe
Bullets blow niggas' brains out into outer space
Killas bust on you lames, then leave without a trace
Just in case you was wonderin', did I let him live?
He's at home with his wife, but he better watch his kids
Yeah, weak ass nigga think he doin' it
I'mma call these muhfuckin' folks on him
I know he robbed that store, get this muhfuckin' cheese
Damn, these folk biz as a motherfucker
Man, I'm 'bout to call these folk back
Damn
[Verse]
As I sit in my cell, might as well be in hell
Left for dead, 201, fourth floor where I dwell
Couldn't tell, thought you was a man, but you was a bitch
A nigga that I'd die for really was a snitch
Let me switch back to the scene, scene of the crime
Where I left all my hopes and dreams, caught me with a nine
Duffel bag full of plenty cash, empty out safe
Hit the mask, but a nosey fag fucked up my escape
I could take any charge, 'cause it's death 'fore dishonor
"Do you plead guilty on this case?" No, your honor
Wonder, how not guilty turned to guilty
Could it be that my homeboy turned state on me?
I can see you and the victim sittin' like a hoe
On the prosecutor's side, shove a nine down the throat
Of a coward punk bitch, your body in a ditch
Could've sold my own soul just to see the nine click
Click, then your carcass fall like the gavel fell
Nine years what they gave me, then took me to jail
Did I tell? Nigga, hell nah, Project ain't a hoe
We can blast with them thangs or we go toe to toe
Bullets blow niggas' brains out into outer space
Killas bust on you lames, then leave without a trace
Just in case you was wonderin', did I let him live?
He's at home with his wife, but he better watch his kids
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.
Information
Users of Guests are not allowed to comment this publication.
There are no comments yet. You can be the first!