Shootouts

Yo

Release what's in me

Besides the Henny, it's eyes that's seen plenty

Fiends get skinny as if Queens was a Craig Jenny

Instead of diet plans it's crack, two-hundred grams

I pump a G-pack, peepin' for where the D's at

It's slow, lookin' for Rambo, the cop who got grazed

Back in the days, chasin' **** through my project maze

That cop he got a death wish

He run behind **** until you breathless

Everyday he makin' ten arrests, shit

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

I even blessed it

Forty-dash-ten inspect it

Already checked it Dunn, near his ankle you could see his gun

Peep, he parked his Jeep in the back of the slum

To check Tanisha, fat ass real fly, with the blonde Caesar

Vittadini summer gear, she push the two-seater

I heard she brag about the way he eat her

A Irish man, short, slim with a tan

They say he laced her cheeba

She do be lookin' weaker, now her teeth are foul

Speakin' loud, peep her style

In and out of every reefer cloud

Fat ass dissolvin', like cotton candy in a mouth that's starvin'

Rock the same gear daily, like a soldier in my squadron

I heard she let Jake investigate from her window

'Cause she's a nympho

Suckin' dick and coughin' up info

So now it's set up, her and the beast to get wet up

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

"Yo, let me knock first"

Soon as he open let your Glock burst

They had the chains on, son hit the lock first

We busted in, the cop jerked

Jungle popped one in his shirt

I grabbed the bitch by her tits, she tried to say she Earth

We saw the cameras, tape recorders and the monitors

They eyein' us

"Nas yo, he survived one from the .45"

Pull his shades down, he seen his last days now

There's no way now

We could be treated just like a slave now

Two in the dome, he's laid down

Ayo the bitch is saved now

She's livin' in a snitch grave now

Shootouts is similar to Wild West

Broad daylight

Face to face without a vest

You know the episodes, thugs camouflage the spectacles

Please God, just save the life that the devil sold

See It Was Written but was never told

Peep the jewels black man, it's even better than gold

**** roll with iron

Police roll in hot pursuit

Tryin' to stop the loot

Fuck Jake, cock and shoot

Still on the streets with my peeps so deep

We threw a block party for my man goin' up creek

To do his two to four

**** show love from all around the board

Peace Lord, Sony Handy-Cam on record

Pop a bottle, 'cause when you come home we still got it sewn

We can watch the tape play back and just zone

Film all the bitches on the benches with ill extensions

We block the streets off, only crew cars can enter

Music was loud and it was crowded

Barbecued wings we fed the fiends

"Gamble in the back" Killa shouted

And Frank tried to stop the bank, lost about what a Roley cost

Guzzled his drink and staggered off

He's a Big Will, used to slang krill

Now he own The Hill

Couldn't take losin' his cash and I could feel somethin' in the air, yeah

Frank returned with Pierre

A gun slinger who **** hadn't seen in a year

I usually be holdin'

'Specially this type of weekend

And everyone except for me had started reachin'

They had Gats in each others' faces

With kids and grandmothers around, Frank's only concern was his papers

My man Killa let off, half of dem fake **** jet off

Police blitz quick, waitin' for that to settle

Runnin' the static

It got me mad 'cause they a bunch of faggots

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

Yo High, hit the 40-Cali stainless

Jake is still out

Let's make it real and still make them **** famous

Dip behind trees in fatigues and squeeze

Dodge and weave

Hearin' Jake retaliatin' and Wiz was up the alley waitin'

We breeze, jump in the ride, heard Pierre died

Internal bleedin' inside and ain't been back since '95

Shootouts is similar to Wild West

Broad daylight

Face to face without a vest

You know the episodes, thugs camouflage the spectacles

Please God, just save the life that the devil sold

See It Was Written but was never told

Peep the jewels black man, it's even better than gold

**** roll with iron

Police roll in hot pursuit

Tryin' to stop the loot, ****

Fuck Jake, cock and shoot