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Two Sides to Every Story #109
I told ya'll motherfuckers I was coming back What now nigga what now what You's the projects nigga
One shot two shot three shots four shots All I hear is gunshots This is where the fun stops Bodies drop, hit the floor, Music's off, party stops, Everybody hit the door, Somebody's licking shots off
Security's gone I'm dropped in the club And I'm tryna run and get my motherfucking gun (Nigga what about your wife) Nigga fuck my wife I'm tryna run and save my motherfucking life Oh shit, the shooter's comin' Bitches hollering, niggas running People shot all over the floor And I'm tryna make it to the St. Andrew's door That's the sound of the glock Even DJ House you fucked around and got shot I done messed around and forgot my tec I don't see nobody but Fab Five and Hex
(Kuniva you aight) These niggas is trippin' (Where's Bizarre at?) I'm tryna slip through the exit and get to where my car is at Bitches screaming everywhere and niggas is wildin' Two minutes ago we was all joking and smiling This chick is clinging onto me sobbing and sighing Saying she didn't mean to diss me earlier and she crying But it's real and it's on and cats is getting killed So I hugged her and used her body as a human shield And she got hit now she yelling (Don't leave me!) I told her I'd be right back and the dumb bitch believed me I squeezed through the back door and made my escape I ran and got my 38 I hope its not to late
(Nigga I've been tryna call you all day motherfucker where you at?) I'm on seven mile what the fuck was that Damn somebody hit me from the back (With they car?) With a gat nigga and my tire flat And I just hit a pole, them niggas some hoes (Is you hit?) I don't know But I can tell you what they drove It was a black Mitsubishi with... (Shit that's the clique we beefing with.) Man! (I swear!) 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 And I was on my way there Believe me I'm leaving a carcass today And I'mma park my car and walk the rest of the way I'm in the mood to strut, my AK ain't even tucked I'm gonna meet you at the club we're gonna fuck these hoes up
I've never seen no shit like this in my life before People are still camped out from the night before Sleeping outside the door waiting in line Still tryna get inside the club to see D12 perform The fire marshals know the venue's too small People are wall to wall three thousand and some odd fans And some cum wad from out the parking lot Gets in an argument over a parking spot Decides to pull his gun out and let's a few of 'em off Missed who he's aiming for six feet away's the door Into the same entrance hall now the strays flying all over the place Grazed one bitch in the face another one of 'em came through the wall Before anyone could even hear the first shot go off I'm posted up by the bar having a Mazel Tov Bullet whizzed right by my ear damn near shot it off Thank god I'm alive I gotta find a nine And where the fuck is Von he usually tucks one on him Wait a minute I think I just saw Bizarre Nah I guess not, what the fuck oh my god it was I never saw him run so fast in my life Look at him hauling ass I think he left his wife There she is on the ground being trampled I go to grab her up by the damn hand but I can't pull her God damn there just went another damn bullet I'm hit My vest is barely able to handle it, it's too thin If I get hit again I can't do it, I scoop Dee Follow Bizarre's path and ran through it Made it to the front door and collapsed on the steps Looked up and I seen Swift shooting it out But I can't see who he's shooting it out with But Denaun's right behind him squeezing his four fifth
It's Friday night came to this bitch right Big ass in my left hand, Desert Eagle in my right I ain't come in this bitch to party I came in this bitch to fight Although I can't stay here to fight 'cause I'm popping niggas tonight That's right bitches I'm drunk with revenge Shot a bouncer in the neck for tryna check when I get in Swift told me to meet him here so it's clear that this fucker Shoot out the back of his truck goes up in this motherfucker So one shot for the money two's to stop the show Third's for the bartender there's plenty of shots to go (I just wanna know who's driving a black Mitsubishi) He tried to run so Proof shot him in the knee with a three piece
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