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I got some bad news for you, Tony. What you got? We lost the whole shipment. What you mean we lost the whole shipment? Colombian drug cartel intercepted the whole shipment. Those fucking guys. Every fucking thing that happened. Now don't you fuckers stink and fucking move and get the fuck out of there. Man, I see a lot of people got to die now. You fucked. Part 2, 19-motherfucking-96. Bootleg the motherfucking Rap Capone. Ghetto E and my nigga Shoestring. Finna stink and move and bust your ass for the 9-6. My memory gets haunted by events in the past. Had an outlet to be free from dirty visions at last. A brother's out here stoking me, what bitch you ain't know? I've been popping windowpane, my brain ain't the same no more. Living just like a criminal, but my mind still carries me. I'm seeing the bloody images of the tools that buried me. Skeletons, they walk with me while holding my right hand. My mother be weeping and crying while watching me box with a dead man. Load the AK and spot a family and kill them all. Take a butcher knife and spill some blood at the fucking mall. It's murder, you bitches better understand. Motherfucker plan on running them bitches down where they stand. Oh, you should've ran, but then again I wouldn't advise you to. Cause a .44 is good to go in a bus and caps and boots. Some of you host of school, but fuck the books and debts. No description, no police sketch, a bitch and no arrest. Do your motherfucking best to stop a feeling on the killing spree. Living is so fucking hard, dying is so easy to me. Murder to the first degree to me. Gotta represent, kill for dead. Presidents in Flint is sweet like peppermint. You'll never find my fingerprints, so watch me get away. Murder victim found, killer gone. Free to strike another day. Hook up in a way to get some gay back where I stay. The feels are like mosquitoes, empty needles, alleyways. I'm going through a thing, take the pain, I'm a ghetto champ. There's no quarter law, my whole neighborhood's a prison camp. Food stamps and drug deals is all a nigga know. Smoking cocaine got me addicted, nigga, pass the blow. Coming in your spot with my gotcha, make my getaway smooth. Nigga, close your eyes, no surprise, bitch. Boom, another stick and move. Moving in, moving out, taking cocaine out your house. It's a black life, nigga. Hear no evil, see no evil, bitch, and I done got away. Moving in, moving out, taking cocaine out your house. It's a black life, nigga. Hear no evil, see no evil, bitch. A giggity gangster from the streets, a motherfucker don't make me bust ya. Fuck you down, put you, bury your ass, and then I bust up. Like a fucking terror, that's hard to keep, to put your town away. A side of someone that tips a motherfucker, that be no sound today. I'm taking you niggas to war, so play your haters like you do. A AK-47, love to blaze up on the floor. I'm killing and dealing, I'm fucking around and fretting about his stashes. Three killers with masses, all we leave is ashes. Take your shit and dashes, no offending cash. Just a fever for a murder, got me breaking out in rashes. So hide your rocks and rings, cuz who's gonna fuck your ass with hoes? Use you for your clothes, and the records on your toes. Stretching niggas out like limos, that's creeping down my block. Shoestring got a Glock, can you follow it? Swallow a hollow point shot, mmm, better watch your ass. A killer's creeping up from the past, my fingers fast. And you just saw your fucking last. Shoestring's a killer, so don't fuck with this grim weeper. More cops than the beeper, and I'll hit you with the street sweeper. Down where I'm dwelling, niggas selling, and eyeballs swelling. Put snitches in ditches, cuz them bitches, they always telling. My clique is thick, so we be screaming, fuck the law. Creeping through states, three killers you ain't never saw. Not from the shore, so what the fuck the source was thinking? Must have been drinking, and dinking. I'ma leave you thinking, better fuck your mother, than fuck that nigga that shoestring. Cut off your hand and all, I want bitches to rock some rings. My polo's bloody, my case was looking kinda muddy. Stuck with this bar here, fucking dread, leaving dead. Rolling through the sky, I'm so high, feeling that bitch shit. Looking through that tension, steel kicking, flinching. F to the H to the O, to the E-S-T-R-I-E-G. Ninety-six, pulling tricks, riding a deuce with the dicks. Off the ass, so excuse me as I twist my groove. I'm digging your chick, my pockets thick. Niggas, time to stick and move. Moving in, moving out. Taking cocaine out your house. Hear no evil, see no evil, bitch, and I done got away. Moving in, moving out. Taking cocaine out your house. Hear no evil, see no evil, bitch, and I done got away. Rat-tat to the tat-tat, I'ma take him upon his misery. Put his ass in a box, and leave him as a memory. See, when you sleep, that's when we creep. Get on your toes, knock you off your feet. Hey, my peep, I did not know him, but I met him, and now I got him. Messed him ass, took my shit off, and then I shot him. Left him bloody with no money, cut off his pocket. Grabbed my clock, copped it, seen his head, popped it, dropped it. And I was rolling like a motherfucking boulevard. You send me to poop, you send me where? I'm sending you to the graveyard. No time to play, Eric Dorsey's on another mission. I called up Jody, he beat Cody, Cody's in the kitchen. Them niggas talking conversation, kept him on the phone. Killer gone, grab my chrome, I'm in his home. Let's get him gone, put him in a headlock. Jody heard him choke. Took another to use the oomph, I came with, and I slit his throat. Creeped up on Jody, Jody's dead, and now this shit is smooth. Got away with the money in the air, Eric Dorsey's on a snooker. Move in, move in now. Take your cocaine out your house. This is what I'm living. Hear no evil, see no evil, bitch, and I done got away. Move in, move in now. Take your cocaine out your house. This is what I'm living. Hear no evil, see no evil, bitch, and I done got away. Move in, move in now. Take your cocaine out your house. This is what I'm living. Hear no evil, see no evil, bitch, and I done got away. Move in, move in now. Take your cocaine out your house. This is what I'm living. Hear no evil, see no evil, bitch, and I done got away.
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