Phonecall

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Phonecall

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You have a collect call from (Capacino) An inmate in Ohio Correctional Institution To accept this call, push zero If not, then hang up This call will be monitored (Shaq, how you doin' dawg, it's been a long time) Yup, I just shot some bread to your mom It's a good thing you called, the connect done got robbed (What? He's still breathin', they ain't finished the job?) (They say he got knocked for tryna squeal on the mob) Yeah, he said a few things, had our name in his mouth So I shut down the shop, relocated the house (I heard Juan popped up, relocated down south) If that's right, I'ma put some shit in his windpipe (Call the BG's, go and give him the green light) Damn, come on baby, you know we a machine, right? (Money over everything, liberation's right) (Oh by the way, have you seen homegirl?) (I told her don't write, just get lost in the world) Seen her yesterday, lost on that girl (Black girl lost again) Caught up in the whirlwind (Cuz remember Tito, him and his people) (Caught up in the mix and got hit with the Rico) Died with his vest, his jewels, and three kilos We was ridin' through the 'jects, upset with three eagles (This nigga named Nino, he from Puerto Rico) (Got stabbed in his sleep and so R gets our P) Niggas be dyin' young 'cause this life we try to speed through (Niggas still hate, on the real, they wanna be you) Them is grande panochas, we can never be equal (It is what it is, by the way, how's your kids?) Murder and transport to keep food in they ribs Shit ain't really changed but they is gettin' big (I got eighteen months 'til I get to the crib) (Red, the Quran, and pale horse, now they sinkin' my wig) (I smoke weed, but never sink my teeth in a pig) Young and rich but we never keep shit where we live (It's a trip, can't shit, can't go to the fridge) (A lot of shit I wanna get off my dome) (Count time in a minute, think your boy gotta get off the phone) Before you leave, one more thing, try and stay out the hole We gotta eat so I'm on the streets all night in the cold Boy, you locked the fuck down, make it serious though I'm smokin' weed, sippin' lean, I'm delirious, yo (Serious bro, I think they ain't curious though) (Fast and the Furious) Tokyo Drift I can barely catch a drain from the coke that I sniffed The game hot so my new thang is breakin' a bitch I knew the real felt the pain before we came in this shit Shit dawg, I'ma holla at you, man Hell yeah, nah, but hey Yeah, holla at your boy, man Go, hey, go over to your people's house, man And go handle that for me, man Straight up Yeah, look out for me, I need you on this one, man Okay Alright, good lookin' there fam One

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