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(He got the slip on you) |
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This how it went down... |
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I had to undergo therapy, not surgery |
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the nigga wetted me but, he didn't murder me |
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dun, I survived |
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he thought that I died |
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now it's time to throw the nine clip in, mission revenge |
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once was friends, now that shit's dead |
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that stupid muthafucka shoulda shot me in the head |
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so I went to Brooklyn and met with Dread |
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and told Dread, I want the pussy clot shot dead |
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that nigga started a war fuckin with me yo |
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hit me with a four-four and jetted with a kilo |
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he hit me in the chest |
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lucky I was wearing a vest, but the impact hurt my fuckin flesh |
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right after he left, I noticed I was bleeding by my neck |
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and I was type-scared to death |
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yo, I blacked out |
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I woke up, my man had the mac out |
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said we gonna get the nigga back no doubt |
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he told me to rest |
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I seen my nigga standing at the door with a tec |
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in case a muthafucker flex |
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I told him how the muthafuckin kid co-flipped |
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and he said parlay son, payback's a bitch |
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yo, shit is real, I feel better |
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word out on the street is that a four-four cant stop Mega |
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the nigga musta heard I didnt die, son he hidin' |
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I snatched up his man inside a van and started drivin' |
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his man started dymin' |
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said the nigga drivin' in 735 and he knows where to find him |
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cool, tell my man to drop the kid off |
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soon as we hit the next darn block, blew his fuckin wig off |
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now that's one down, one nigga to go |
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just drive slow so we dont have to worry 'bout five-o |
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now it's time to get even, |
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we in, five jeeps deep with the mad heat and steamin |
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oh shit, I see him, he gettin out the seven |
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my man started wetting at the nigga with a mac-11 |
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I specialize in war |
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now it's time to blow him, I'ma show him how to use a fuckin four-four |
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I said \"yo son, ya games over\" |
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I let off, and yo my shit was spittin fire like a flamethrower |
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he started wettin back |
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I caught him in his fuckin back |
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when he flung, I think his lungs collapsed |
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he just a dead man walking |
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ay yo, fuck that shit... I'm through talking |
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(gunshot) |
