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I was out late last night don’t lawyer me bout what I be doin,

If this an investigation I didn’t do it this is just what I heard,

You got the pen an paper I’ll sign whatever for some bread thats my word,

The gang think the opps bugged the crib,

They are just tweaking I sold the details to the judge to avoid a bid,

My bro said they got him on 4K night-vision burying guns in woods,

He said hold up I think someones at the door,

Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrt Brrrrrt brrrrrrrrrrt brrrt brrrrrt

So many times I was a witness,

I carried mic’s an cameras like a film producer,

Catchin all the action,

You wouldn’t believe it happened except I needed funds for my broskis bond,

I negotiate my gangs crime for my brothas charged time,

It’s nothing personal I just gotta get mine,

I’m not shiesty just found another way to produce bread,

Let me tell another story,

I was ridin late 11/03/98 its 10pm,

I was with I A N his nickname Hardest R,

He said turn on 21st and slow it down,

Reached in his bag it was a tech,

I ain’t snitchin but cues crib got swiss cheesed up,

3 weeks later Hardest R was the preacher at the funeral,

Enough said,