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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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