[Verse 1-Ali Vegas] It went down in front of Shady Trace cocaine spot You know the one who keeps his lady laced and choke strange cops When his brother name Square Dave rope chain dropped He hesitated then regulated with the dessert curtailed Accelerated up the block and celebrated Not knowing if his victim fellow made it The only ones who waited was me and little Donny, with the snotty nose I guess his body froze when the Shoty rose Papa's hoes ran up on ya man Chuck Told him to stand up, let the whole fam struck They impounded the tan truck, matter fact it was a blood stained Rover The brother said his thugs ain't know ya Pulling off yelling "It ain't over" That's when my mind flipped He might send some fine dipped dime chick in a recline whip to play the crime strip Throw the gat on her and let the nine spit Never my room we gotta find prints Boy is found floating in the river with his spine split But in the mean time it may be easy cause you know how time takes
[Hook] Ayo a gangsta's life is full of diamond rings Pretty hoes, fast cars, and expensive things Shoot outs, drugs, and X, and all types of schemes In the club popping bottles with the thugs on ya team
[Verse 2-Capone] Yo what's under the sky is foul, criminals, run down hoods White bags traded in styles, Indian style Me and Vegas we take paper Wet mines, I wet yours War with you whipping dust off Think you hiding when I'm next door Keep guns stashed in the Lex door Run fast like Kearse, the ghetto cursed me Who first to bleed? I smoke personal, 4-4 tools CNN news: two slain on the Q train I flood chains and rings QB niggas is kings What the night bring? Dice games with bets out a nigga price range Slumped fiends, looking for white thing My money moves got advice with slang I'm 24-hours ahead of the game, like open every hour Niggas pushing up flower, if they would only part with a coward Respect real, I throw a tec to your grill
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[Capone] Yo dun I pop the top lock [Ali Vegas] Yo I kick in the door [Capone] I grab his bitch up [Ali Vegas] Yo son I grab the brick out the floor [Capone] Watch his mans by the window dun [Ali Vegas] Here I go with the mac [Capone] Son I got em [Ali Vegas] Put one in his lung and his back [Capone] With Giraffe on the lookout [Ali Vegas] And Sleep on the wheel [Capone] We could get away clean [Ali Vegas] Park the jeep on the hill Flame biscuit and cop plan tickets to Brazil [Capone] We could hide the coke in sand Wash money through Poke and his man We wild, turn Loc on the stand [Ali Vegas] It was shiesty, but we had to set Mikey up Word on the street a coke head smoked Dred and cut his wifey up [Capone] We might have to get Tone touched with a gem [Ali Vegas] Mets hat, razor tucked in the brim Leave the truck to GM Come back to the hood gun tucked in the Tims [Capone] We keep it family, never fuck with a friend I'll body for Vegas, Vegas'll body for Pone We got it swoon [Ali Vegas] Wait for the day that Guliani get body and Gotti come homeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
