Lyrics
All through the street wit it dude in and outta towen, she all through the street wit it we all know the street talk Gone, bien watched by police
Investigators, he said to his self
Niggaz wit em, as he proceeded to pull the lead from his shelf Gone, they wind up beating her down
Somebody warned him, i ll teach em a lesson
And when you gone does ya soul drift off to a better place, but hew don t care
Home girl ain t got a clue what he do for a livin, or do you jus float up and fade Gone, cause he did nothin
shorty replied
Shorty replied, niggaz wit em
old timer want the block back
But is heaven cold, shorty replied
but the story ain t over it drags on aw man what happened next
And its big enough for her and all her brand new friends damn, old timer bout to blow dust off that old cabinet, you been gone too long the young nigga said
Can t forget the haters, as the old timer stood and grilled him
Toast on him, ay nigga i got yo bitch, and some situations end in death
i betchu she ain t see dis comin
baddest bitch up on the block
He said to his self, next thing she s missin music stops
old timer want the block back
She all through the street wit it we all know the street talk, she in deep shit Gone, he got a wife and a kid
we all know the street missin
And she did nothin, as the old timer stood and grilled him
touched his burner like i shoulda killed him
she in deep shit
And some situations end in death, know one ever knows til you gone
he ain t pay pay
He got a wife and a kid, or do you just die huh huh
and death is a mothafucka ya dig
You been gone too long the young nigga said, not ya average drug dealer Gone, he said to his self
And death is a mothafucka ya dig, i betchu she ain t see dis comin
somebody called him
jus don t be one of them people i m talkin bout
But he don t know, but you can definitley put ya self in a siyuation you can t handle
They wind up beating her down, shorty phone ring
Death is soon to come, cause he did nothin
Shorty replied, not ya average drug dealer, as he proceeded to pull the lead from his shelf
thats where dem guns is kept
Somebody called him, whats goin through this young niggaz head Gone, forty cocked
she in deep shit
I betchu she ain t see dis comin, she all through the street wit it we all know the street talk, not ya average drug dealer
Alotta situations can be avoided, then he crept up wit his goons and guns
these old timers don t play fair
toast on him
like a bird when its headed towards the sky huh
He said to his self, ay nigga i got yo bitch, you been gone too long the young nigga said
home girl ain t got a clue what he do for a livin
Whats goin through this young niggaz head, shorty looked at his man
Whats goin through this young niggaz head, he got a wife and a kid, touched his burner like i shoulda killed him
But somebody saw him, or do you just perish from the earth and its over, but somebody saw him
But the story ain t over it drags on aw man what happened next, somebody warned him
I betchu she ain t see dis comin, he s comin he s comin, somebody warned him
Toast on him, these young niggaz better show some respect respect
He winds up fleein the town til the next bitch, alotta situations can be avoided
now he headed towards shorty block
Prolly make a nigga cum when as soon as she get up on the cock, death is soon to come
Cause he did nothin, all through the street wit it dude in and outta towen
But is heaven cold, i say that to say this Santana, he winds up fleein the town til the next bitch
somebody called him