Da Lik 2 - Pook Paperz, PnB Rock, Santos

I can’t believe this nigga snaked me

But now he gon' hate me, but I’ma get him back

No matter how long it take me

Said 150 cash, should of knew that shit was shaky

Should of knew that shit was phony

And he claimin' he my homie

He clamin' that he «A1», claimin' he my «Day 1»

My youngin' told me, those the type of niggas you stay away from

So, let me call my youngin' up, tell him load them gunnas up

Tell em if we see him any where, then we runnin' up

Hello?

Yo Youngin'?

Wassup wit you dawg?

Aww man, caught me slippin' man

Man, what Hospital you at?

University of Penn

I’m on my way down there right now

Strap up

So the word on the streets, this nigga lived

I gave him every thing and put 1 in his wig

But, fuck it, shit, it is what it is

All this money that I’m makin', I’ll just put it on his head

Get him hit again

Ain’t no fuckin' way we ever gon' be friends again

Can’t let him bend me, and I ain’t goin' back to pen again

I’m pain in full like Ace now, wit them benjamins

But I gotta learn from what Rico did to Mitch and em

I know the hospital that he sittin' in

Rock about to hit me wit every name that visit him

I got the drop already and he don’t even dig it yet

Dam H, wassup wit you?

You let this nigga get you?

Snake ass nigga got you layed up in the Spital

Yeah, this nigga caught me slippin', he trippin', he gotta die

And we gotta kill em first, he prolly know that I’m alive

I can’t believe he did you grimy, I told you them nigga’s slimy

But, I’ma kill em for you, that’s word to this MAC-90

And, I don’t care who wit him, when I catch em, I’ma drop em

The goons strapped up, just tell me where we could find em

Lets see, he from SP, 23rd & Pierce

Most likely on the breeze, you’d prolly could find him there

He drive a new (?), no tint and he keep a strap too

This nigga shot me, so you know he ready to clap you

His youngins', they be strapped too, you better do your homework

It’s cool, everybody from the 3rd to the (?) gettin' chrome work

Don’t even worry bout em, I got em, I’m on this nigga head

I swear I god, I ain’t goin' to sleep until this nigga dead

And, if it come down to it, I’m runnin' in his crib

I’ma pistol whip his fuckin' mom and I’ma kill his kids

I ain’t playin' wit this nigga, it’s goin' down tonight

Fuck waitin' till' tomorrow H, he gettin' down tonight!

Yo Pook, wassup bro?

Remember when you hit me up?

About such and such?

It’s funny bro cuz guess what I see?

It’s this nigga

Santos, he think he run the streets

I over heard him say you’re slimy and how you did «H» grimy

How he got this MAC-90 and he can’t wait till' he find you

This nigga slipping bro, don’t know I got the drop

I can kill him right now bro, how much you said you got?

Well, from the rip, I made a cool buck 50 off the lik

And 10 jawns, I sold 2 «Ps» for 36

Got another 6 left laying around that we can split

As long as you guranteed to stick him in a ditch

Shit, I need him clipped

A 100 «K» will get that nigga killed today

I got something that’s gon' make that nigga fade away

Potassium Chloride, lethal dose injection

Needle to that nigga neck and he won’t even feel it

Nah Rock, just sit tight for now, let him be

This MAC-90 he keep talking about, let me see

My youngin' «SS» keep a «SK» that curl like the letter «C»

He from West, I’ll hit his top from the bottom

Knocking him down a (?)

Say less, nigga, nigga say that, his homie don’t play that

Your folks and I’ll off him especially if it’s bout a paycheck

Know that, my nigga, we ain’t got no rap

Especially cuz we know his every move like a low jack

Dam «H», I can’t believe that I missed this nigga

Man, I put that on my life that I’m a get this nigga

What the fuck you mean you missed him?

You were supposed to walk up and give him every single hollow

That you had up in the pistol

That wasn’t official, you was supposed to get the job done

He’s supposed to be a dead man, you let that nigga live?

Dam!

I know, but they had the drop already

They was on my top already, when I went to spin the block

Them niggas' had them choppers ready

Before I could let go, they was throwing shots already

Somebody must of gave them the word

They whole block was ready

I’m trying to tell you, its something fishy going on

But, if he don’t die tonight, I’m a kill him by the morn

I ain’t got no rap, I’m taking them niggas to war

I was just giving you the word, I’m bout to get back in the car

Hey, Pook?

Fuck them niggas' mean?

Fuck them niggas' mean?

Got the drop on the (?) beat 16

«H» visions fucked up, heavily sedated him

Got the silencer for «Tos», I ain’t gon' play wit him

Fuck «Tos», it’s in the grave for him

But «H» (?) wait for him, before I kill him

I wanna see that look on his face

I brought the FN’s and the Larkins out

Fuck talking, walk him out

I’m in an tinted next to his car in the parking lot

Dam man!

Fuck!

Can’t believe I missed this nigga man, shit!

Hey sir, hey listen, you gotta calm down sir

Let me escort you to your vehicle

Hey doc, fuck all that shit man, I ain’t wit all of that right now man, dawg

Let me escort you to your vehicle, sir you don’t want the police to get

involved, let me just escort you to your vehicle so you can calm down, sir,

everything is cool

You got a cigarette?

Yeah, I got a cigarette, you smoke newports?

Yeah man, damn

Everything is cool man, calm down

I’m cool man, I’m cool man

What vehicle is yours?

Right there man, right there next to that white minivan right there

Shit wasn’t out there before I came in this jawn, man, I’m out

Alright, you have a nice day sir

Hey, Hey, Hey, Pook!

Yo?

That nigga bout to walk to his car right now bro

I see ya’ll now

Yeah, yeah, he walking there right now

Smoke him

Alright, I got you, say less

Hey sir, sir sir, excuse me sir?

Before you go, hold on

Got something for you pussy