Me as far as conversation
Homie
Narrarator
Wakes up showers, gets dressed, straps up, hits the streets…
I leave tha house step up tha block grabbed the other strap out the ride
My nigga pulls up in the truck whats up? I jumped inside
Ain’t shit my nigga! jus'tryn'ta'off these rocks! keep and eye out for the cops!
You know we hit tha studio today? Damn I forgot!
Well let me grab some extra cash stop and grab another half!
I got a pound up in tha back, KOOL! then I’ll grab some shrooms
20 minutes Pass………………
Back up in the ride now we studio bound,
fuck! I gotta get some petro and some munchies (giggles) Im down!
Gave him 20 on the petro, and 10 for tha snacks!
He steps inside to pay the fee cause gas ain’t free and all I hear is Pap Pap!
Knew we shouldn’t of stopped here!, on the other side of town
Slugs hittin’ my mans truck as I get low to the ground
Niggas bussin at gas stations they must want us dead,
slug particles hit my face as they whiz pass my head
My nigga saw me bussin crouched down shielded! by the truck!
Coming out tha sto! dropped the bags and started to bust!
Pedestrians faced down screaming like horror flicks,
my nigga drops “aw shit” rapidly I spit and my glock goes “click”
Fuck! my man hit! 1 to the chest and abdomen,
grabbed the 3-5-Sev'n off my back....but I only got 6 shots!
Clear my path to the drivers door,
truck riddled! hit the ignition, now peddles 2 tha floor!
Nigga behind a wooden gate so I swerve on the curb,
nigga runs N2 tha street, now I got this herb!
Hitem wit tha truck, but struck in the head, Im dead and fucked like porn
Im gone! Truck hits a pole, now all you hear is the horn.
Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep
And there you have it...
how a nice day can be soured so fast...
from having a bright future...to a funeral on a rainy day!...
but what can I say!...you live by the gun...you die by the gun...
or truck...
*click-clack*
narrarator cocks his gun
but ey!!! thats life in the streets!..





