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[Fredro Starr (Sticky Fingaz) %7BSonsee%7D]
(Yo whats up baby?)
Ay yo Stick man, shit is fucked up!
(Who the fuck this?)
Its fuckin Fredro man!
(Yo yo yo, turn the muthafuckin music down god.)
Its my fuckin word, Sticky, man!
(Yo whats up nigga?)
Muthafuckas wetted everything out there.
(What the fuck you talkin about?)
Muthafuckas is dead, son!
(Yo yo, calm down nigga, calm down!)
Word to fuckin mother man!
(Just tell me what happened, god.)
It had to be about eight oclock (Uh huh, uh huh)
When niggas sprayed the block, its mad hot
Yo half the spot got locked
(What? Who got shot?)
My little nigga Bill from down the hill
We had a one through five
I heard he might not survive (Aw, damn)
He caught one in his leg
Two shots hit him in his upper (What?)
Part of his chest, two inches above his vest
Heard you next (Im next?)
Thats the word in the projects
(What? Them niggas aint no threat
Theyll whole setll get wet
Yo go get the AK, and my two nines with the silencers
And at seven thirty, yall niggaz meet me at Veronicas)
Aight, no doubt, yo be safe, yo nigga Im out
%7BLet me talk to him, let me talk to him%7D
Yo yo Stick hold up, yo yo yo Stick, talk to Son
(Aight, aight) Dont even wet that done, yo Im bringin mad guns
%7BAy yo Stick, thats my word
It might be them niggas from Riverside
Cuz I heard they knew somethin
About how my little nigga died%7D
(Who who, little Dave with the red car?)
%7BYeah, he had beef up there
With the same ones we seen at the strip arcade
With the scar by his head%7D
(Aight aight, get the big shit, no bullshit, its time to flip
And Ill see yall niggas later, be safe)
%7BNo doubt, aight kid%7D
Then they jumped in the Expo
Aiyyo Son slow down, we got mad techs yo
Fuck that Im vexed yo!
Yeah I know, I know but chill, let alone and chill
We meet the gods so we can bill on these niggas for real
It was a half an hour drive fore they finally arrive
Veronica came to the door, she smiled and said
[Veronica]
Hi, hi! Step inside, get out the rain get dry
Stickys in the back playing pool by the sauna
[Fredro Starr (Sticky Fingaz) %7BSonsee%7D *Veronica*]
We stepped in the back all I smelled was marijuana
(Yo whats up?) Yo nigga whats up
(You know I dont give a fuck
Them niggas times up
You got them two nines or what?)
No doubt, I bought it all out
%7BKid Im ready to go to war!%7D
(Ay yo yo yo, chill lets play it smart
And catch em by surprise
Well do it on the ninjas
In the mornin before the sunrise
Ay yo Veronica, *Yes?* yo gimme some beers
And cook me some food, Im starvin)
*Ok, alright darlin*
Yo Stick, whats up with this bitch?
(Im startin to like this chick)
Yo she a bad bitch
%7BYeah, plus her dad is rich%7D
(Yo fuck it, rack it up
Cmon lemme bust your ass
Nine ball)
Yeah aight, put your money where your mouth is
Winner take all
%7BAy yo, I got next, pass me a Becks and a philly
Cuz this L we bout to puff is for my nigga Billy%7D
A hour passed
*Dinners ready* Whats to eat?
*I made spaghetti in clam sauce*
(See? She know Im the damn boss)
*Ima go upstairs and lay down
You guys enjoy your meal*
%7BYo how many rooms this spot got? This crib is ill%7D
Ay yo this food is slammin, god
She cook like she black
(Yeah, and after this Ima go upstairs and tear out her back)
*Its me, Veronica. Yeah theyre all here right now
Ok, alright*
(Veronica? *Huh?* Who was that?)
*Oh, oh just my dad*
(Cmere my little freak dog, why you lookin so sad?
You want daddy to cheer you up?
You know you like when I spank you
So bend over by the bedpost and grab your ankles)
(After three nut, then fell the fuck out
Cuz in the mornin gotta take care of this b-i
No doubt)
Wake up motherfuckers!
[Fredro Starr]
Oh shit! What did I see?
Five niggas pointin guns at me (.?.) and Sonsee
*Fuck that! Shut the fuck up!
Nigga get the fuck on the floor!*
Hit me dead in the jaw
With the chrome four four
[Sticky Fingaz]
Woke up the next mornin, couldnt hardly sleep last night
Oh shit my two nines is missin, wait somethin aint right
Where the fuck that bitch go? Damn that hoe!
Wait, I know, that bitch in the kitchen praly makin me something to eat
But still wearin my heat
Fuck it Ima wake these niggas up so we can go hit the street
I went downstairs, couldnt believe my eyes
I seen Veronica with three guys twice my size
They all had guns but I was gatless
Last thing I saw was the kid with the scar
And then I seen blackness
Remember thinkin, how the fuck they know?
Oh, Veronica
Oh, Veronica, Veronica |
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19.Jul.2001 03:07:12 |
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