Yeah, check it out, uh yo
[Verse 1 - Loon]
Yo, I was sittin on the block with the deuce-deuce, the bubble goose
n**** popped up in the blue Coupe, this n**** Moose
This n**** fishy, this n**** he stay p***y
Run up behind n*****, the blizzy and get busy
I seen n***** resent, some n**** wrist be broke over this c**e
or pocket full of crispy
Dollar bills make n**** swallow the steel
And most n***** can't swallow a pill, know how that feel?
But back to the skit n****, in back of the whip
With the windows half way down about to clap on some s***
And I'm rappin and s*** to this platinum chick
It was f***** up, I got shorty back of the whip
I'm paranoid but still got the gat and the clip
If them n***** spit, I got to spit back at the whip
If it go down, shorty whole back'll get ripped
And that's low down, real life theatrical s***
so I grabbed shorty hand, took a couple of paces
Said some "Hail Mary" maintain my patience (*4 gun shots*)
Oh s***, this n**** spit four quick
I threw shorty down and let off the whole clip (*several gun shots*)
Then reloaded but holdin the whole whip (*gun c*****)
In broad day, so n***** done witnessed the whole s***
Had to flee this s*** is blasphemy
I took a couple of steps and the n**** blasted me (*gunshot*)
This n**** Moose got loose from the caboose
Ain't thinkin about a truce, try to knock my d*** loose
My deuce-deuce ain't f***** with Moose .40
I try to save the chick but the n**** done lose shorty
Two to her gut, one to her chest, one to her head
Now shorty layin puddles of red, f*** it I'm fed
I'm tryna figure was it somethin I said
That got this dumb n**** bustin out lead, discussion is dead
I understand this man, he got a cannon in his hand
The sound alone, this s*** is bananas
My one plan was to hit him and run fam
But God saved my life, when he made his gun jam
Time to leave but he still tryna squeeze
Instead of tryna buy him some time on his knees
n**** please, you got no reason to buck up
Knowin that you 'bout to get shot the f*** up
Duke was brave but his stupid ways
Is the reason why I'm 'bout to twist Duke toupee
And I'ma squeezin but the gun wouldn't shot no strays
Now we even but the n**** like 6'2, what would you do?
I'm 'bout to out fox this n****
Son at 165, I'ma box this n****
But what he don't know, Loon 'bout to ox this n****
Hit him dead in his f***** neck, when I chop this n****
But thoughts in my mind, tellin me let it slide
So I'ma get in my ride and catch Duke another time
Just circle the block smoke a purple of choc
This n**** heart stop, n**** died right on the spot
No bullshit, collapse right on the block
Crackheads went in his slacks, hit him right in his knot
Save me the trouble, now my phone on bubble (they comin for you)
Feds tappin my line, like n**** condone the trouble
Walk out my m*********** home is a struggle
f*** them pigs, I don't own no shovel
[Outro - Loon - talking]
What the f***
Now all that bullshit I done been through with this n****
I ain't lay a single solitary m*********** hand on this n****
This n**** drops dead, these m************ is all on my a**
Like I did somethin to this n****
Word to my mother, this s*** is some real bullshit man
This n**** killed my m*********** b**** (*bells start ringing*)
Now I'm runnin around like m*********** Harrison Ford
Like I'm some m*********** "Fugitive" or somethin man
This is some real bullshit man
But I'ma ride this s*** out man
Cause I'ma m*********** Bad Boy
[Verse 1 - Loon]
Yo, I was sittin on the block with the deuce-deuce, the bubble goose
n**** popped up in the blue Coupe, this n**** Moose
This n**** fishy, this n**** he stay p***y
Run up behind n*****, the blizzy and get busy
I seen n***** resent, some n**** wrist be broke over this c**e
or pocket full of crispy
Dollar bills make n**** swallow the steel
And most n***** can't swallow a pill, know how that feel?
But back to the skit n****, in back of the whip
With the windows half way down about to clap on some s***
And I'm rappin and s*** to this platinum chick
It was f***** up, I got shorty back of the whip
I'm paranoid but still got the gat and the clip
If them n***** spit, I got to spit back at the whip
If it go down, shorty whole back'll get ripped
And that's low down, real life theatrical s***
so I grabbed shorty hand, took a couple of paces
Said some "Hail Mary" maintain my patience (*4 gun shots*)
Oh s***, this n**** spit four quick
I threw shorty down and let off the whole clip (*several gun shots*)
Then reloaded but holdin the whole whip (*gun c*****)
In broad day, so n***** done witnessed the whole s***
Had to flee this s*** is blasphemy
I took a couple of steps and the n**** blasted me (*gunshot*)
This n**** Moose got loose from the caboose
Ain't thinkin about a truce, try to knock my d*** loose
My deuce-deuce ain't f***** with Moose .40
I try to save the chick but the n**** done lose shorty
Two to her gut, one to her chest, one to her head
Now shorty layin puddles of red, f*** it I'm fed
I'm tryna figure was it somethin I said
That got this dumb n**** bustin out lead, discussion is dead
I understand this man, he got a cannon in his hand
The sound alone, this s*** is bananas
My one plan was to hit him and run fam
But God saved my life, when he made his gun jam
Time to leave but he still tryna squeeze
Instead of tryna buy him some time on his knees
n**** please, you got no reason to buck up
Knowin that you 'bout to get shot the f*** up
Duke was brave but his stupid ways
Is the reason why I'm 'bout to twist Duke toupee
And I'ma squeezin but the gun wouldn't shot no strays
Now we even but the n**** like 6'2, what would you do?
I'm 'bout to out fox this n****
Son at 165, I'ma box this n****
But what he don't know, Loon 'bout to ox this n****
Hit him dead in his f***** neck, when I chop this n****
But thoughts in my mind, tellin me let it slide
So I'ma get in my ride and catch Duke another time
Just circle the block smoke a purple of choc
This n**** heart stop, n**** died right on the spot
No bullshit, collapse right on the block
Crackheads went in his slacks, hit him right in his knot
Save me the trouble, now my phone on bubble (they comin for you)
Feds tappin my line, like n**** condone the trouble
Walk out my m*********** home is a struggle
f*** them pigs, I don't own no shovel
[Outro - Loon - talking]
What the f***
Now all that bullshit I done been through with this n****
I ain't lay a single solitary m*********** hand on this n****
This n**** drops dead, these m************ is all on my a**
Like I did somethin to this n****
Word to my mother, this s*** is some real bullshit man
This n**** killed my m*********** b**** (*bells start ringing*)
Now I'm runnin around like m*********** Harrison Ford
Like I'm some m*********** "Fugitive" or somethin man
This is some real bullshit man
But I'ma ride this s*** out man
Cause I'ma m*********** Bad Boy