Da Story (Letra)

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{tricky}
Yo sole’ where you going boo

{sole’}
I’m going home, i’m tired
I got a session tomorrow

{tricky}
You high you buggin the fuck out

{sole’}
I’m out

{tricky}
You out?

{sole’}
I’m out

{tricky}
Holla at ya man tomorrow

{sole’}
Aight i’ll get up with you tomorrow

{tricky}
You get up with me tomorrow?
Aight i’m going up in here

Coming out of 112 one late night
Seen some scandalous hoes in my eye sight
Now being the bitch i am, payed it no mind
Gave niggaz that then hoped in the ride
Pulled out the heat from under the seat
Make sure the doors locked and the guns cocked
Pulled out the lock
Now i’m leavin the spot
Made a right on cheser bridge
Now i’m rollin down the block
Floatin across 80 by north
I seen some headlights rollin tight behind the porche
Motherfucker bumped my shit
Oh now it’s on
Thinkin it’s an accident
Though i could be wrong
{motherfucker} payin myself if niggaz really want it
Hit another exit so a bitch wouldn’t get cornered
Couldn’t keep going, niggaz will follow you home
Smack you with the chrome and take everything you own
I was taught better than that
So i grabs the gat
Holds my own
Don’t need no one to watch my back
Lookin towards the heavens through the sun roof
Shit, i know i ain’t untouchable and i know i ain’t bullet proof
But i’ll put it on these niggaz if need be
Your dead, on some two to you chest and two to your head
Lord please don’t let it go there
All i see is a bp and i’m in the middle of nowhere
I’m ready for whatever and i know the routine
Before i get out the whip i check the gun magazine
Hoped out like "what the fuck ya’ll got to be crazy"
Some tall nigga talkin bout "yo hold on baby, it was just an accident"
I can’t believe this happening
Then i see the cherokee pull up in the back of him
Now i’m really on p
Oh, that’s them same bitches from the club that was grilling me
So i pulled out the fifth
You niggaz coming for me
Money had his hands up, i smacked him with the heat
Thats when one bitch hoped out the jeep, i fired a shot
I missed her
But it cornered the drivers side and hit her sister
I ducked behind my whip
Bitch still popping
Wait for her to stop so i can hit her with a hot one
It’s getting hard to maneuverer
I kicked my heels off
Had him knocked out
Stumbled to his shit and them he peeled off
Perfect distraction
Gs is passin
I rose platinum sounded like a round of applause
I pack a line when a cock it back and i rore’s
Now i’m the type that will get at the drama to it’s gone
You bitches wanna dance then they playin our song
I’m done fucking with you
Jumped behind the dumpster
Reload the pistol
Pucker up until it kiss ya
I can’t explain why this is going on
But tonight ot’s on
Fuck who right and fuck who wrong
I got you in my sight, gun in my palm
Surprisingly calm
Lick of a shot, hit her in the arm
She running got my gun hot
Try to escape she pulled her dead friend out of the driver’s side
Licked off a shot
Put it in the leg
I ain’t gonna kill you quick, bitch i’m gonna make you beg
She still got in though and mashed the gas
I put four in the door and got out of the way fast
The jeep swerved and started to stray
Heading for the gas tank guiding my stance
Hit it with the last one, contact,it blows up
I bolted out before the apb shows up
Throwed my shit and fifth
Bucked forty on the dash
In my rear view
I seen the aftermath of the blast
To protect mine i send demons to hell
Stay strong just to live long
Those who weak they and fell
Knowing happened shouldn’t have went down but it did
If it’s me and you, bitch i gots to live
I know with guns hell
Only one can prevail
Either it’s a done deal
Live by steel or behind steel
Ain’t nothing fair
We in this for real
Could have ended up dead tonight or ended up in jail
Pacing in my cell
Trying to raise bail
And on top of all that, this bitch made me break my motherfucking nail
Fucked my shit up
I told tricky ass i ain’t wanna go out tonight
Now i got to get this shit fixed

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Da Story (Letra)

Noreaga

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[noreaga]
It was, four in the mornin got a call on the cell
What the hell, you niggaz just shot at?
Yo they missed her, blazed most fired pistols
Now it’s our turn, to play calypsos
Yo, me and you, meet me by the two
A war goin on, that’s involvin the crews
Bring both your arms, rel and moose down in st. john’s
I wish my nigga was home, the black fonz
Yo we rock charms as big as vegas
Different crews of different size try to player hate us
Top of the league like bulls and y’all cats is lakers
Trash since magic left, but he was the greatest
Aiyyo we call shan, yo shan peace god
You and maze got the info?
Them cats that tried to shoot moose’s hitmen yo?
A nigga named ricky, from the bronx, cold wop city
Thugged out, shoot his gat mad sickly
I laid low, called big pun and fat joe
Them niggaz my click, we three amigos — they said
That they knew the cat, exactly where he live at
And when i get there, just blaze god and don’t look back
Cause ricky got no kids and no wifey
So when i get there god it’s like more than likely
There’s ricky like ricardo, plus renaldo
So when i get there, take the coat, plus the cargo, what?

Chorus: maze

We strong-arm, blazin firearm long kong
When the beef come niggaz storm on
(repeat 2x)

[noreaga]
Yo like a day pass, i’m bandana’d up with a mask
Just shot up the whole spot, crib to grass
Pissed in his toilet, on his walls, in his halls
Cut ricky from his neck to his balls
Anyone can bust a gun and stab a nigga is real
Cause you gotta have the guts for the way that it feels
Word got back, them niggaz said ricky a rat
All that, coke we took yea we cooked the crack
The police don’t really want us, they want the coke back
It’s impossible, just ask the word by the hospital
Across from the mall right in hoffman park
It’s in tennis bags, guarded by a hundred iraqs
Yo we swerve low, beside the jake, there go, roberto
The brother of ricky, he ‘posed to be wild, it’s gettin deep
How he knew where i’m at, how he knew how i eat?
The fools pulled out, no doubt, roberto grabbed the sick ?
We hit the spot, then we hopped in the whips
Now it’s a chase on the highway, the l-i-e’s
Yo them fools ?, niggaz drive by me
Iraq banner, not he, ? aqui

Chorus

[noreaga]
Aiyyo we just crashed into the pole, now we roll
Another dutchie, calm down and stroll
On foot, my whole click, got control
Of the whole output, now we roll
Yo any nigga be a man for a minute y’know
Then he, turn around once he know you got dough
It’s like a cycle, that read psycho, man in the mirror
Like michael, my whole click down to snipe you
Since then, roberto had beef, with melanin men
Every nigga he hate, was darker than him
Older niggaz than him, stay buggin on him
Tellin him he weak, he ain’t touch my skin
But once again cnn prevail, tho-rough
Cause even the g-est don’t really understand hell
I did this, from iraq, to livin the cell
So y’all niggaz know, what? meet you back in hell what?

Chorus 2x