Talk: I don't believe this shit here man Y'all niggas is fucked up word up It's aight though Imma get to the bottom of this shit Check it
L.: Yo what the fuck is I go uptown to collect these checks Come back to find my man body in blood shit stretched Across the pavement I know one of y'all know some information So Imma get down to the bottom of this whole situation Who shot the LR? Was it you Rock? Rock: Don't look at me, Oc! I don't believe you think I Shoot niggas on my team We grew up on the same block Set up weed spots together Stacked a good amount of cheddar Cracked a few brews, so never would I do that to my reverend This crime, nobody witnessed? L.: Rock, my only lead is this photo if him kissin this mistress That I found at the scene Rock: Hold up, she used to live around my way Yo, shit is fucked up I think I need a drink, pass the Cavasiaa L.: Aight, I hear you kid But if you didn't, nigga who did? This bullshit, I ain't buyin it Mr. Lee? Mr. Lee: Don't even try it son My life is private I handles my B-I, then I'm slidin Fuck it if it ain't about some real estate and what I'm drivin Get the picture? No time to get caught in the mixture Plus I was winnin with the LR in a joint venture I know you feel that Money's the motive nigga But I'm coming out of fiscal year with my Number seven figures
Chorus: Well, Goddamn that niggas layin up in ICU Shot the fuck up and nobody got a clue That's some bullshit for real Son was set up and yall won't say who Somebody knows and yo, I think I got a clue
L.: So niggas what's the deal yall Somebody squeal or Imma fuck around and kill all That fall just for frontin Cuz somebody know sumthin Yo, Tray, I think it's you You never showed love for my brother son I should pop that ass now you pretty motherfucker Tray: Aight, you right, shit is true, I never really liked that nigga but Despite my personal views I'd never snipe the nigga Fuck a oozy When I'm layin in Jacuzzis Sippin on Don P, slayin a don piece Chillin, makin movies which reminds me Sis in the picture, I used to hit that But, correct me if I'm wrong, I coulda sworn I seen you wit that Plus, yall never got along and you accuse me, wait a second yo My question is what's wit the leather gloves and why you sweatin? L.: What, are you suggestin That I put one in my flesh and Blood? Tray: Coulda been done Rock: Yeah, civil of the good son when the good one almost caught it L.: Yo, Rock, don't even take it further Cuz you was the last nigga wit him Huh, did you attempt the murder? Y'all was supposed to come together Rock: Right, and we was on the way but then son had to make a run Hold up dog, what are you sayin? L.: That you're to blame, the last to arrive, the rest of us was early Mr. Lee: Aight so just what time did you get here L.: What, about 7, 7:30? Mr. Lee: Fuck that you left for a second nigga L.: Nigga you know what, niggas is funny Rock, that nigga drank your liquor Mr. Lee, he owes you money But yall look at me like I'm guilty I find that hard believin When my case and point is I'm the only one without a reason
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