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Haystak

This Could Happen To You

 

This Could Happen To You


[Haystack:]
Yea that's wat I love about you so much, a lot of females you get a gangsta motha fucka and try n change a motha fucka

[Girl:]
He can't keep a low profile just stayin in style, prolly somewhere rockin through tha karrotz right now but he holds me down and he feeds his kids cause at 3 am I know what it is. He callin bout the rocks in the closet. he was runnin from the cops and he tossed it and when there no one else he can call his boo I'm downtown in my robe and some house shoes.

[Chorus x2: just girl]
This Could happen to you if you're in love with a gangsta
Addicted to the thrill ya dig the constant danger

[Haystack:]
I never regreted callin those bitches and hos till she stood up like a soulja to six o them hos. Po pos told her they knew she was lyin knew they was mine. most chikz would of started cryin but not mine.
I got an eye for an eye, ride or die, flip a pie type bitch, that's my bitch, my bitch never saw shoe boxes full a cash, never seen an air bag panel pop up out tha dash. She wasted her past with them crumb cakes, small time dudes that only moved weight. I drafted her into the major leagues and taught her how to get this money gettin majorly. Baby

[Girl:]
I thought it was a robery, till I heard him scream police he asked me about the keyz, I responded what keyz? He said don't you play dumb with me, I said sir are you done with me? My old man knows I ain't talkin ta them so if we're finished here just take me with him ladies

[Chorus x2]

[Haystack:]
She love me in white Ts she love me in Shean Jon She gon be in love with me till afta I'm long gone.
Bangin Bodies we given the head board hell at the swishill down in the ATL, she doin her job she gonna make it bouce back and if we get robed we gonna make it bounce back count stakz, blowin on the OG cush nothin means more to us than us
On the low I got a criminal gal, she know how to shot the strap, work a digital scale, from trappin and holdin my strap to livin off raps, be at my funeral with kids on her lap

[Girl:]
He had blood on his clothes when he showed up at our door, I shouldn't have been so surprised, I knew them boys was at war with some fools from the other side but my boo be the first to ride.
He just told me he loved me then laid down and closed his eyes

[Chorus x2]

done

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