Shootouts

We saw the cameras, tape recorders, and the monitors

Hearin' Jake retaliatin', and Wiz was up the alley waitin'
Two in the dome, he's laid down, aiyyo the bitch is saved now
He's a Big Will, used to slang krill, now he own the hill
See, it was written but was never told

See, it was written but was never told
You know the episodes, thugs camouflage the spectacles
Fiends get skinny as if Queens was a Craig Jenny
Couldn't take losin' his cash, and I could feel
We can watch the tape play back and just zone
I even blessed it, forty-dash-ten inspect it
Peace Lord, Sony Handi-Cam on record
That cop he got a death wish
Somethin' in the air yeah, Frank returned with Pierre
We block the streets off, only crew cars can enter
She's living in a snitch grave now
A Irish man short slim with a tan, they say he laced her Cheeba
Tryin' to stop the loot, fuck Jake, cock and shoot
Music was loud and it was crowded

My nigga check this, I know the bitch he rest with

Shootouts is similar to Wild West
Please God to save the life that the Devil sold

Everyday he makin' ten arrests, sheeit
Broad daylight, face to face without a vest

Broad daylight, face to face without a vest
Yo High, get the 40-cali stainless, Jake is still out
Shootouts is similar to Wild West
I grabbed the bitch by her tits, she tried to say she Earth
Please God to save the life that the Devil sold

Startin' shit in my hood, I can't have it

We breeze, jump in the ride, heard Pierre died
To check Tanisha, fat ass real fly, with the blonde Caesar
So now it's set up, her and the beast to get wet up
Rock the same gear daily, like a soldier in my squadron
Niggaz roll with iron, police roll in hot pursuit
Back in the days, chasin' niggaz through my project maze
Vetacini summer gear, she push the two-seater
It's slow, lookin' for Rambo, the cop who got grazed
Runnin' the static, it got me mad 'cause they a bunch of faggots

We threw a block party for my man goin up creek
Instead of diet plans it's crack 200 grams
Police blitz quick, waitin' for that to set off
Pop a bottle, 'cause when you come home we still got it sewn
I pump a G-pack, peeping for where the D's at
Peep the jewels black man, it's even better than gold
And grandmothers around, Frank's only concern was his papers
And Frank tried to stop the bank loss, about what a Roley cost
There's no way now, we can be treated just like a slave now
I heard she let Jake investigate from her window
And everyone except for me had started reachin'
Peep the jewels black man, it's even better than gold
Barbecued wings we fed the fiends, "Gamble in the back", Killa shouted
They eyein' us, NaS yo he survived one from the fo'-five
They had gats in each others faces, with kids
Peep, he parked his Jeep in the back of the slum

'Cause she's a nympho, suckin dick and coughin' up info
She do be lookin' weaker, now her teeth are foul
Let's make it real and still make them niggaz famous
Fat ass dissolvin', like cotton candy in a mouth that's starvin'
They had the chains on, son hit the lock first
Niggaz roll with iron, police roll in hot pursuit

He run behind niggaz until you breathless
Dip behind trees in fatigues and squeeze, dodge and weave
Speakin' loud, peep her style, in and out of every reefer cloud
Internal bleedin' inside, and ain't been back since ninety-five
Pull his shades down, they seen his last days now
A gunslinger, who niggaz hadn't seen in a year
Already checked it Dunn, near his ankle you could see his gun
You know the episodes, thugs camouflage the spectacles

To do his two to four, niggaz show love, from all around the board

I know he vest up, we blazin' from the neck up

We busted in the cop jerked, jungle popped one in his shirt
Film all the bitches, on the benches with ill extensions
Still on the streets with my peeps so deep
I heard she brag about the way he eat her
Guzzled his drink, and staggered off
Yo let me knock first, soon as he open it your glock burst

My man Killa let off, half of them fake niggaz jet off
I usually be holdin', especially this type of weekend