211

(Okay, daddy)

This a 211 on a motherfucking opp
Niggas know my body, everybody getting shot
Last nigga played, I cleaned him up with the mop
That was '07 in the gambling spot
I aced to the deuce, I told him, "Suck my dick"
When I was locked up he tried fuck my bitch
I took a step back, then I bust my grip
I love that fucking deal, all I did was dust my 'prints
I'd rather get rid of my wife
Rob a nigga with that gun the same night
Got his head cracked, he was slipping, rolling dice
Walked up on him calmly like, "Nigga, that chain nice"
'Cause you know I get hyped
When I kick in the door waving the four-four
I ain't had no money, I still ran up in the store
Burner to his jaw
Stupid motherfucker, take the money out the drawer

Papi, tú robaste la tienda mala
Te voy a matar a tu madre y tu pai'
Sucio
Foolio
Shut the fuck up, you moving slow
I think this nigga don't understand how this movie go
What you said about my mama?
Shut the fuck up, uh, take that

Welcome to the Terrordome
Busting at your fitted cap, shooting at your hair and bone
Beefing since way back, niggas know the shit I'm on
Fuck this house party, cuz, niggas ain't gon' make it home
Tote this bitch, nigga, don't matter where I catch you
I'ma grab the special, turn around and stretch you
Keep that same energy, hiding with your niggas (I don't give a fuck)
Nigga they gon' get that same penalty
I ain't tryna sort 'em out, I don't know the difference
Bitch niggas all get it, one clip, one visit
Two shots, two missing
Lord help me, I'ma give 'em hell
Gotta lay 'em all down 'cause they will tell
Fuck 'em, I finish up and swerve out
Looking for an alibi, niggas got the word out
Shooting like it's Palestine, shells on the front line
Neighbor saw hella crime, fucker should've been gone
Nigga saw my L plates, 1's on the scene
Quit driving, get a phone call, it's my nigga
(Aw, fuck, where you at, cuz?)
Nigga, I'm on some Crip shit
Finally found that nigga, caught him slipping, had to set trip
(Damn, what'd you do?)
Laid that whole motherfucker down
Front, backside, everywhere they going, spin rounds
Fucking foolio
Caught him slipping, he was moving slow
Crip-hop 'til they drop, that's how the movie go

Call my cousin Casanova, let him know the movie done