More Trife Life

Yo nahmsayin? Yeah she'll take you out too kid Take this shit out A rainy day laid up thinkin' sittin' gettin' bent Watchin' old seventy flicks, mind's on the slouch Back on the couch, heard the phone ring It was a shorty from uptown I met back day, long time no hear from No doubt long time no see I heard you had a seed a baby girl and now she three Whats up wit that cat, you know who your baby pops Slung rocks up top then heard he got knocked He home? Fuck dat nigga I'm on my own Matter fact got my own crib, plus I'm all alone Word? The bitch is bad; chill son she got me tempted Reminiscing the fatty, jumped in the ride I rented Fresh Timbs, Mecca dice well presented Sippin E & J straight, was bent when I entered Gave her a hug, stared her straight into her mug She ain't she's a bitch, she back then and now its bugged Turned the VCR on, "Friday," my favorite flick Its hard for me to drink Alize (no doubt) I take a sip Got into convo, how you been over the years? Neglected, stressed out, and living in fear Whatchu mean, I thought you left that cat which was true I'm not talkin about him, another dude Been wit him for a year and had a baby by him (word?) Matter fact you saw him, downstairs you walked by him Now thinks it's a setup, could it be or maybe not She said dont sweat it he dont got the top lock Tried to play it cool, but in my head shorty's wildin Using me to get the next nigga jealous called up the fellas Ty Nitty line was busy so I beeped Gotti, Gotti was With Trip and two other grimees, The Twinz Let me begin then explain I'm at this bitch crib and I think she got me framed Stuck without a gat, now prepared for combat Gave the address, told my son there's more cats Be here in a second, big gats no half steppin They flippin on me talkin bout I never learn my lesson I laughed an additional hit them with the math Hung up the jack, while shorty soaked in the bath Played the living room, dozed off for a second When I woke up shorty was standing ass naked Make moves, all this bullshit pussy better be good Stepped to the room, threw off my Champion hood, slow motion All arm bent off the potion Shorty went down and had a nigga wide open It was over laid up in the cut I heard a thump, jumped up threw on my boxers Yo, what the fuck? All of a sudden I saw this black motherfucker with this big ass gat And two other motherfuckers with black masks (what the fuck?) Clutching duct tape no escape Tied me up, smacked me all in my face Shorty wasn't even screamin', looked up saw 'em schemin' "Yeah, yeah, we got this nigga now, we got this" All bloodied up, shook the fuck up Held for ransom, they yelled, "We got the bones!" Smiled, then started dancin' The phone rung it was my son, let them know they had me hostage Threw me on the phone said, "Son don't worry son, we got this" Regardless what the outcome, of this bullshit Take a nigga word - don't never go see a bitch, word