The Story

	  		
            Em                   Bm 
I'm always talking shit cause wherever I go I walk in shit 
And now they got me on some stalking shit 
       Em                   Bm 
Broad daylight niggaz is crying "But I don't want anyone to blast" 
So from the roof I pick em off like a scab 
Em                        Bm 
And watch the slug bust a thug like a watermelon 
He shoulda thought about that before caught a terror 
Em                         Bm 
And now another kid grows up without a daddy or a mommy 
Cause at the funeral I hit up the caddy, 
Em                                    Bm 
it's the army for real niggaz with nothing to lose 
Cause when it's time to go you don't get to choose 
           Em                       Bm 
I make the muthafuckin rules and I enforce it, 
shorty's people was loose hand so he lost it 
             Em                             Bm 
I took the joints and tossed them, in the river, 
at the same spot that I dumped 
                                              Em                         Bm 
This kid that didn't want to give a nigga the combo, to the safe in the crib 
Look, money, that's why I did what I did 

     Em                                 Bm 
Mad stressed and I'm about to have a breakdown 
It's time for pops who got the store on the corner to have get a shakedown 
Em                               Bm 
He hasn't paid for protection in like two months 
So I figured I'd leave him wit like two fronts 
Em                           Bm 
I break up shit to let him know that I'm real 
Reminder, I know where you live so don't squeal 
Em                      Bm 
Told him, next time I come, Have some paper for me 
Don't fuck around and turn into another caper for me 
Em                                         Bm 
Cause though he's cool all that cool shit stops 
And I be in the crowd talking bout, "Yo who killed pops?" 
          Em                          Bm 
It's a shame, he was caught up in the game and couldn't play it 
So I smoked him, I asked him "who's the man" and made him say it 
Em                                Bm 
Three times, and that's how many times I hit him 
A nigga was acting like he didn't have to pay so I did him 
Em                            Bm 
Yo I think this shit is going to my head (for real) 
But let that be a lesson, don't pay dues and you dead 

         Em                                Bm 
A little birdie told me that the feds were on to me 
And they wanted to do something real wrong to me 
      Em                  Bm 
So I broke out, Blazed the L for a while 
Checked my sources and found my name was on file 
      Em                   Bm 
Under gun for hire and extortion, but yo I never use 
                                         Em                         Bm 
The same joint twice as a precaution and I heard this kid tried to set me up 
He knew I knew so he tried to wet me up 
    Em                              Bm 
See he was under investigation for drugs 
They set up all types of phone taps and bugs 
                 Em                              Bm 
Then when they bagged him, money went out, reprisent (he was my friend) 
Said they'd let him go, all he had to do was snitch 
       Em                               Bm 
And I know now he wish they would have kept him 
Cause it was sweet how I crept him, wet him up then left him 
Em                                  Bm 
And that's for mufuckas that don't know 
Go against the grain and you feel the pain 
Aight yo?