I told yall mother fuckers I was comin back. what now nigga? what now?) -Corus- 1 shot, 2 shot, 3 shots, 4 shots All I hear is gun shots This is where the fun stops Bodies drop, hit the floor Musics off, party stops Everybody hit the door Somebody is clickin shots now All my niggas is gone I'm dropped in the club And I'm tryin to run, get my mother fuckin gun (Nigga what about your wife?) Nigga fuck my wife I am tryin to run to save my mother fuckin life Oh shit, the shooter is comin Bitches hollerin, niggas runnin People shot all over the floor And I am tryin to make it to the st. Andrews door thats tha sound of the glock Even DJ House you fucked around and got shot I'd done messed around and forgot my tec I dont see nobody but five fives and heads (Kuniva you alright, where's Bizarre at? I dunno man.) These niggas is trippin I am tryin to slip through the exit and get to were my car is at Bitches screamin everywhere and niggas is wildin Two minutes ago we was on, jokin and smilin This chick is clinkin on to me sobbin and sighin Said she didn't mean to diss me earlier, she cryin But it's real and it's on and caps is gettin peeled So I hugged her and used her body as a human shield And she got hit now she yellin "Don't leave me!" I told her I'd be right back and the dumb bitch beleived me I squezed through the back door and made my escape I ran and got my .38 I hope it's not too late. Corus x1 (I've been caught callin you all day, mother fucker, were the fuck you at?) I am on 7 mile, what the fuck was that Damn someone hit me from the back (With their car?) Wit their gat nigga and my tire flat And I just hit a pole Them niggas some hoes (Is you hit?) I dunno but I can tell you what they drove It was a black mitsubishi (Shit thats the cliche we beefin wit.) Maaan, and I was on my way there Beleive me, I'm leavin the carcas today And I'm gonna park my car, and walk the rest of the way I'm in the mood to strut My AK ain't even tucked I gonna meet you at the club We gonna fuck these hoes up corus x1 I've never seen no shit like this in my life before People are still pamped out from the night before Sleepin outside the door Waitin in line, still tryin to get inside the club To see d12 perform The fire marshalls know, the venue is too small People are wall to wall Three thousand and some odd fans And some come wide from out the parkin lot Gettin into a argument over a parkin spot Decides to pull his gun out and lets a few of them off Missed who he was aimin for Six feets away the door In the St. Andrews hall Now the strays flyin all over the place Grazed one bitch in the face Another one of them came through the wall Before anyone could ever hear the first shot go off I'm posted up at the bar havin a mazel-tov Bullet wizzed right by my ear damn near shot it off Thank god I'm alive I gotta find a .9 And were the fuck is Kon He usually ducks one on And, wait a minute, I think I just saw Bizarre Naw guess not, what the fuck, oh my god it was I never saw him run so fast in my life Look at him haulin ass, I think he left his wife There she is, on the ground being trampled I go grab her up by the damn hands, but I cant pull her God damn there just went another damn bullet I'm hit, my vest barely able to handle it It's too thin, if I get hit again I cant do it I scooped dee, follow bizzare's path, ran through with it Made it to the front door and collapsed on the steps Looked up, and I seen Swift shootin it out But I can't see who he is shootin it out with But Denaun is right behind and squeezin this poor bitch. corus x1 It's another friday night, came to this bitch right Big ass to my left, hand desert
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