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Tracey Lee
Talk: I don't believe this shit here man
Y'all niggas is fucked up word up
It's aight though Imma get to the bottom of this shit
Check it
L.: Yo what the fuck is
I go uptown to collect these checks
Come back to find my man body in blood shit stretched
Across the pavement
I know one of y'all know some information
So Imma get down to the bottom of this whole situation
Who shot the LR? Was it you Rock?
Rock: Don't look at me, Oc!
I don't believe you think I
Shoot niggas on my team
We grew up on the same block
Set up weed spots together
Stacked a good amount of cheddar
Cracked a few brews, so never would I do that to my reverend
This crime, nobody witnessed?
L.: Rock, my only lead is this photo if him kissin this mistress
That I found at the scene
Rock: Hold up, she used to live around my way
Yo, shit is fucked up
I think I need a drink, pass the Cavasiaa
L.: Aight, I hear you kid
But if you didn't, nigga who did?
This bullshit, I ain't buyin it
Mr. Lee?
Mr. Lee: Don't even try it son
My life is private
I handles my B-I, then I'm slidin
Fuck it if it ain't about some real estate and what I'm drivin
Get the picture?
No time to get caught in the mixture
Plus I was winnin with the
LR in a joint venture
I know you feel that
Money's the motive nigga
But I'm coming out of fiscal year with my
Number seven figures
Chorus: Well, Goddamn that niggas layin up in ICU
Shot the fuck up and nobody got a clue
That's some bullshit for real
Son was set up and yall won't say who
Somebody knows and yo, I think
Y'all niggas is fucked up word up
It's aight though Imma get to the bottom of this shit
Check it
L.: Yo what the fuck is
I go uptown to collect these checks
Come back to find my man body in blood shit stretched
Across the pavement
I know one of y'all know some information
So Imma get down to the bottom of this whole situation
Who shot the LR? Was it you Rock?
Rock: Don't look at me, Oc!
I don't believe you think I
Shoot niggas on my team
We grew up on the same block
Set up weed spots together
Stacked a good amount of cheddar
Cracked a few brews, so never would I do that to my reverend
This crime, nobody witnessed?
L.: Rock, my only lead is this photo if him kissin this mistress
That I found at the scene
Rock: Hold up, she used to live around my way
Yo, shit is fucked up
I think I need a drink, pass the Cavasiaa
L.: Aight, I hear you kid
But if you didn't, nigga who did?
This bullshit, I ain't buyin it
Mr. Lee?
Mr. Lee: Don't even try it son
My life is private
I handles my B-I, then I'm slidin
Fuck it if it ain't about some real estate and what I'm drivin
Get the picture?
No time to get caught in the mixture
Plus I was winnin with the
LR in a joint venture
I know you feel that
Money's the motive nigga
But I'm coming out of fiscal year with my
Number seven figures
Chorus: Well, Goddamn that niggas layin up in ICU
Shot the fuck up and nobody got a clue
That's some bullshit for real
Son was set up and yall won't say who
Somebody knows and yo, I think