| [Man and Blaq Poet:] | |
| Yo yo yo yo Poet man yo Poet. You hear me son? | |
| Damn son man. I'm in some real live shit right now dun (Damn) | |
| Shit is real right now son. I just took this bitch to Poconos man | |
| (Right, Right) | |
| Just got back you, know what I'm saying. Yo son man... | |
| I'm in some shit man. Niggas is calling me. Pager keep going off (You fucked up) | |
| I fucked up son | |
| [Blaq Poet:] | |
| You fucked up nigga | |
| [Blaq Poet:] | |
| Now where the fuck did all that coke go? | |
| Stop looking stupid, nigga, like you don't know | |
| Oh, I heard you took that ho to Poconos | |
| With so much shit they renamed it Cocanos | |
| Got niggas calling you and paging you | |
| Been there before nigga, it's like deja vu | |
| But the niggas you owe, they owe some niggas too | |
| Enough of that bullshit, they coming body you | |
| Had too many changes, had too many shots | |
| Niggas heard it all from stick-up-kids to cops | |
| Now you in a jeep, moe, smoking bogie after bogie | |
| Like they going to forget | |
| Nigga, you're in some shit | |
| Better get that money up before they chop off your cabbage | |
| Better hurry up before them niggas let you have it | |
| And that what you get for trying to live lavish | |
| Fucking up niggas money, stupid bastard | |
| [Hook: x2] | |
| You fucked up and don't know what to do | |
| You fucked up, got niggas looking for you | |
| You fucked up and don't know what to do | |
| You really fucked up this time | |
| [Blaq Poet:] | |
| Nigga you knew better | |
| With that motherfucking cheddar | |
| Trying to run around like you're cash money Jigga | |
| You're about to get your whole shit peeled | |
| Your man getting stabbed and that bitch getting killed | |
| Nigga what the deal | |
| You better get your steel | |
| I've seen a black car with four niggas looking I'll on the hill | |
| Shit is about to get real | |
| Looks like you need the nine mill, I got your back with the mac-mill | |
| Stupid motherfucker got me in this | |
| Fucking with you I might get my whole shit twisted | |
| But we go way back, did many hood crimes | |
| We watched Janet play Penny on Good Times | |
| I always had your back, you always had mines | |
| I know you bust for me, you know I bust mines | |
| Call them niggas back, tell them that they're dead | |
| Or meet you on the southside if they want their bread | |
| Make sure that you got the full clip | |
| And let the click know it just might be some bullshit | |
| Send the chickens to the store, pour Henny in the raw | |
| You fucked up, now we got to raw | |
| [Hook] | |
| [Blaq Poet:] | |
| Now we on the block drinking | |
| Getting drunk, playing with guns | |
| Look up in here there they come | |
| They came to kill my dun | |
| Creeping, posting up on me | |
| Niggas behind the tree | |
| Taking aim on one knee | |
| They got me | |
| They got to drop | |
| I turned up hop | |
| We lit up the block | |
| When the smoke cleared niggas was shot | |
| I'm on the bench with the gatcock sizzling hot | |
| Two duns dropped dead right then on the spot | |
| Had to flee because we heard the motherfucking cops | |
| Niggas is dead beacause you fucked up, mountains of rocks | |
| Get out of here, I don't want to see you no more on the block | |
| You're exiled, nigga | |
| Better bounce now, nigga | |
| You fucked up |
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