Just Another Case

Uh, once upon a time, let's see if I remember

Back in January, nah, chill it was December

True 'cause that's when L started his bid

Partied through the New Year, January third he slid

Up until then, yo, L had it swell

Called him Sweet Pea like his name was Pernell

He did the job, money came with ease

Going outta town, moving glocks and keys

Him and his bitch, in forty-G rides

Holding down fort like they Bonnie and Clyde

Luxury cars of all makes and models

New outfits everyday, downin' champagne by the bottle

Glass in the air (Air), toast to my team (Team)

Toast to my cream and the **** that beam

While **** fiend, I'm abouts da Beamer

Think about your bitch 'cause, yo fuck it, I'm a dreamer

Called up Cru, yo, they probably in the studio

Phil Collins in the background (Su-Su-Sudio)

Now this ain't funny, so don't you dare laugh

Just another case about the wrong path

Now this ain't funny, so don't you dare laugh

Just another case about the wrong path

Now this ain't funny, so don't you dare laugh

Just another case about the wrong path

This ain't funny, don't you dare laugh

(Where's my bitch?) Sent her on a mission

Hope she ain't slip, on that pickup

Yo, who dis on my flip?

Fuck the cash ****, pistol whip ya ass

Me and Mitch rollin' over there quick fast

Rolled up on the spot, (It's that kid Uzi Ed)

Took me for my paper, just call him Uzi Dead!

Used to run epps wit him back in the day

Mitch popped the trunk, passed the German AK

You dirty rat, about to bless the gat

Better take cover from the ratta-tat-tat

Uzi Ed, ain't have a vest

Three to the chest, Ed got blessed

L got life, Ed got death

The bitch took the money and she slid to the left

Back in the day, I told L she was shady

Now she in Cali 'bout to have Ed's baby

Now this ain't funny, so don't you dare laugh

Just another case about the wrong path

Now this ain't funny, so don't you dare laugh

Just another case about the wrong path

Now this ain't funny, so don't you dare laugh

Just another case about the wrong path

Now this ain't funny, so don't you dare laugh

Just another case about the wrong path

Now this ain't funny, so don't you dare laugh

Just another case about the wrong path

Yo, what's the word, kid?

Tell you bout a brother named Sid

Got work release after doing a 3-to-life bid

'Cause of drug logic

Shouldn't touch it

Now out to budget

With a movie star chick from outta Edenwald Projects

Nice job, took prison camp drives

While he promised up and down to live a civilized lifestyle

The sweat off the brow was soon on garment

Both worked

Got themselves a two-bedroom apartment

Great statement, without delayment, away and went

Saved to get a house on one of them low down payments

But an idea concocted his stock

Why don't we try and turn this money over on the drug tip

So he gave his man a shriek and excitement

Didn't know his peeps were under secret indictment

Steppin' off path or forgettin' huns lecturin'

Sent him back up north to do a super long stretch again

Black folk, you know the half, don't laugh, it's

Just another case about the wrong path

Well, this ain't funny, so don't you dare laugh

It's just another case about the wrong path

Well, this ain't funny, so don't you dare laugh

It's just another case about the wrong path

Well, this ain't funny, so don't you dare laugh

It's just another case about the wrong ricky-ricky