I'm six foot two and a half With shoes on make it three even Been shot but I'm still breathing Sent niggaz back to Pittsburgh With they necks wrapped up no lie See that's what happens when slugs fly Doves cry when a thug dies It might rain if you're a love guy Glocks we tote 'em in belong pawn shops where we resold 'em And going in we let the fiends hold 'em Fake aliases, no driver's license or socials But we cold cheek shit, so many hammers left the clerk speechless Outdoors my niggaz is dirty Rollin' smoke in the back seat sippin' orange juice Bumping Blackstreet, suede wallets, Wallabees Pea soup Clarks, music blastin', laughin' with the whip in park Bodies for lunch, they eat those Old school guns is like old albums, clean 'em and they keep goin'
Hey man it's rough outside Crack heads is buyin' all night Handguns is necessary Fuck around you might lose your life Anywhere in and outta town B The same every hood it's so real That you gotta be on your grizzly If not then you might get pideeled
[Outro:] This just in, breaking news Today in Downtown Minnesota, a tragic shootout occurred at 5:23 pm An alleged witness says things went haywire over a dice game Two black males were shot in their buttocks Leaving one critically wounded Two others were pronounced dead on the crime scene At a nearby hospital, three New York men are recovering In stable condition but are being held under police supervision at this time For on the spot coverage Theodore TV, this is Dusty Williams signing off Now back to Tony Starks already in progress
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