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