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La The Darkman
Fucked Place

For a hundred and eighty g’s the God want his cream back.
Now it’s a gun battle.
But the son ain’t fessin, he grabbed his wesson.
These niggaz lookin for me i’ma shoot their ass a lesson.
Going all out, kill or be killed, what’s done is done.
These niggaz not stoppin me from havin my fun.
He at the tunnel, flexin his whip, rims dipped.
Had to much cavarsia so he started to slip.
Oh shit! their go dem niggaz that I stuck
That black truck. give a fuck.
They want their cream, i’ma let my gat bust.
Let his shells fly, the God got hit twice he wounded.
The liquor started talkin didn’t know what he was doin.
He crashed the whip, jumped out ran to sixth
Flagged a cab.
"yo take me to madison ave"
He did too much to live, and too much to turn back.
Lay bleedin, wonderin why it had to end like that.
Nobodys left, the world just me and myself.
In back the back of the cab, son bled to death.
It’s fucked up he was a good nigga...