Verse One Whattup kid? I know shit is rough doing your bid When the cops came you shoulda slid to my crib Fuck it black, no time for looking back it's done Plus congratulations you know you got a son I heard he looks like you, why don't your lady write you?
Told her she should visit, that's when she got hyper Flippin, talk about he acts too rough He didn't listen he be riffin' while I'm telling him stuff I was like yeah, shorty don't care, she a snake too Fucking with the niggaz from that fake crew that hate you But yo, guess who got shot in the dome-piece? Jerome's niece, on her way home from Jones Beach - it's bugged Plus little Rob is selling drugs on the dime Hangin out with young thugs that all carry 9's At night time there's more trife than ever
Whattup with Cormega, did you see 'em, are y'all together?
If so then hold the fort down, represent to the fullest Say whassup to Herb, Ice and Bullet I left a half a hundred in your commissary
You was my nigga when push came to shove One what? One love.
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