The Good, The Bad, The Ugly

Album: The R.E.D. Album (2011)
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  • "Yo you can keep asking them fuckin' questions all fuckin' day man
    I told you what, I told you what the fuck happened man
    Told your partner the same thing man, how long a nigga gotta stay here?
    Raggedy ass precinct"

    There was money on the table with the bricks
    I was in the living room feeling on this bitch
    Heard my car alarm goin' off on my six
    So my dogs start barkin' and some niggas hit the fence
    So I took my dick out this bitch mouth and walked to the window
    Pull the blinds down and took one hit of the Endo
    You niggas ain't doin' shit, but stealin' my neighbors rims so
    Walked back to the couch and told the bitch to bend over
    That's what I'm rolling with

    Nah I ain't saying shit and I ain't snitching on nobody
    Yeah that's my .45, but it ain't got no bodies
    And two dead niggas, them is nobody
    They should've torched 'em, then you wouldn't had no bodies
    I mean look at these pictures, just so sloppy
    Couldn't have been me, I do my shit like John Gotti
    Feed the nigga to the sharks after dark
    Man fuck this shit I thought I told y'all

    There was money on the table by the bricks
    I was at the kitchen table choppin up some shit
    Listenin' to Jeezy and I heard a little
    So I turned the radio down and cocked my 4 fifth, oh shit
    Am I hit? Nah just a hole in my Jordan fitted
    So I turn down all the lights and cock my 4 fifth
    Seen some niggas jump in they Escalade and that was it
    How much longer I gotta stay in this muthafucka?
    Let me get a cigarette, I don't even smoke
    But shit y'all got a nigga stressed
    I gotta stay in this muthafucka until I confess?

    Shit, y'all bitches better get some rest
    'Cause it'll be a cold day in Miami
    Before I snitch on myself or the hood, you understand me?
    Ya I fuck with the Bulls but I ain't Sammy
    Niggas run around the hood singin'
    They should get a Grammy
    Hey you two muthafuckas should get an Oscar
    With this good-cop-bad cop shit, take me to process
    'Cause I don't eat breakfast with no pigs
    I watched First 48 so fuck your twenty-five years
    No evidence, no big
    I don't know who split them niggas' wigs

    Already told y'all, there was money on the table with the bricks
    I was walkin' to the bathroom to take a shit
    Then I heard my dogs barkin', there's some noise by the fence
    So I ran to my room and reached for the 4 fifth
    Then I seen three niggas by my back door
    Looked out the bathroom window and seen two more
    So I reached for my chopper and some clips out the drawer
    Guess I had to welcome niggas to the gun store Writer/s: CHAUNCEY HOLLIS, JAYCEON TAYLOR
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
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