some other shit

ahuh, now i'm on some other shit, i just took some time for a case but it was nothing, shit, i be with my niggas if i'm not i'm with my brothers bitch, and we could fuck your mom, your sister, your baby mother, shit, all this shit these niggas be talking bout it's irrelevant, they talking til that shit get to spark and now ain't no telling, niggas ducking, running in any open direction, now doctors performing surgery, opening and dissecting, them body parts, bet that'll teach a nigga a lesson, screaming free all my hittas i'm knowing them niggas stressing, shorty all on my dick cause she knowing how we be checking, we blow em like we be reppin she throwing shit i'mma catch it, right? since i been home a lot of hoes been tryna fuck me, i got hoes, i could call the baddest bitch ugly, i got poles, guns so old, the clips rusty, and i'm back down, pack so loud that shit musty, silly bitches, see me in public, do not touch me or talk to me, it ain't even safe to walk with me, i got guys i'm ready to smoke, i bought 50, and that dope make me choke, i pass she cough with me, damn i hate a nigga that lie on top of a lie, shorty don't even smoke, she high on top of the sky, tell me what niggas know about chopping down on a pie, fiend tucked in the coat, he overdose and he die, tell me what niggas know about breaking down on a pound, don't even open the bag, already know i'm this loud, pops come in the crib, ain't gotta open the door, i got the house so loud he thinking i just smoked, all that lil shit that used to excite me, til i did that time and niggas ain't write me, talking my ears off bout how i'm better than those, come to think about it, shit, i got more letters from hoes, but, that's lil shit, i ain't thinking bout that, i came home to some money i'm ready to bounce back, mama told me niggas phony and now that's a known fact, but my circle would've been smaller if i'd have known that hah!, it's the fucking guys in my fucking eyes, 2 cups, ahuh, now i'm on some more shit, everybody got bags now? that's my old shit, nigga got so much cash now i can't fold it, and if i'm with a bitch then i make her ass hold it, fuck it! gun so big i can't tuck it, got some money put up, my bro say i can't touch it, the cops had some goof ass warrant, we couldn't duck it, had so much fucking work in the crib, we couldn't flush it, i'll tell you bout this bitch i knew, but she disgusting, what she could do on the dick, no telling who she was fucking, i done passed to my bros and she was okay with it, i bought an ak, and the blade came with it, damn, i must admit it we blowing that nigga fit it, shorty say, "where you going?" she knowing i wanna hit it, the semi that i'm toting knock a nigga off his pivot, i been riding in a foreign not a civic, you get it?, i ain't gotta speak or talk too much, and since i'm paid, i'll never say it costs too much, i'm steady rolling up dope, must have bought too much, and i started playing with guns cause i fought too much, right? now that's real, i feels on that steel, to heal i got pills from weed to crack kills, shorty heard me spit, said i need to sign a deal, but if it's meant to be, i will, they say i got the juice, told me don't let it spill, lil biggie got into it, i call his ass still, you catch me in the booth, if not i'm in the field, my goons they gon shoot, and they shooting to kill. boom!