歌词
Lil Wayne：
Oh you ain't heard
Him and d**eman ain't cool no more
'Cause d**eman tried to charge him double for the usual
D**n
You just don't hear the news no more
After I tell this story I gotta kill who I told
Okay his new package had came in
Had the whole house stankin'
Traphouse doorbell ringin'
Traphouse gettin' too famous
His traphouse poppin' all night
The porch light should be strobe lights
That s**t them police don't like
You know them pigs no good like pork rinds
Gotta go home to that w***e wife
That don't never wan' f**k just start fights
And he just made a hard right at the wrong time
They pulled him over they only write him a ticket he'll be alright
Yeah right
'Cause you know he fit the description of a black male that sell white
AK on the backseat
Trunk full of c*****a
He stepped on the gas and got ghost on 'em
His b***h scream like she seen one
He said "Shut up while I speed up"
She said "I think you lost 'em" now he think he lost 'em
Now he lost his train of thought
The voice in his head said "All aboard"
And he woke up don't listen to that b***h
She coked up off of his stuff
And he know it's good
Where the popcorn this story good call Hollywood
But anyway let a n***a get back to it
He came to a neighborhood and he zig-zagged through it
He didn't see the lights but he still heard the sirens
Cut off all his lights and they drove right by him woo
Chapter two
Traphouse just got cable
Stuntin' on the neighbors
The cable man was the feds though
A four-year-old was in bed though
He woke up when he heard the Glocks cock
You wouldn't believe what happened ten seconds laters
To be continued dot dot dot
Raekwon：
Ten seconds left he gon' get it
Mag in his mouth mean like a fitted
Caught him in the pool room two to his head
In the room and boom they did it wow
Face on the ground Ace of Spade on the ground
Run bullets they'll chase you around
Don't listen to me these n***as ain't playin'
Yo they'll lace 'em down feel it
One hit Willy
Other n***a live with a milli
Other n***a ride him Phillies
Run through the hood all blood on bills on grils
Just chillin' up in New York City
One got witty
Took his mask off he a dumb a*s
Got him on viddy
Somebody yelled out "Yo that's 'Chelle"
Blaow blaow caught her in the titty huh
Four more shells went to his face like gazelles
Bloody they laced him up well
N***as stop shootin' get the loot
Stop bulls**ttin' boy you out stop playin' yourself
This ain't good now they f**ked
Police barricade the buildin' what
Now we stuck
Now this clown-a*s n***a just f**ked us all up
Up
Eleven more shots
Came to the door was the cops
Chain popped off caught him in his top
Fell to the floor d**n four-year-old shorty just looked up
Said "They got you"
D**n another n***a dead
Another n***a head licked d**n they copped out
What's it all about kid
Max out shed play the background we's out
Mwah
Lil Wayne：
There's always more to the story
To the story
There's always more to the story
You ain't hear it from me
Hear it from me
And what you hear don't repeat
Don't repeat
Or disappear in your sleep
And you ain't hear this from me
This from me
There's always more to the story
To the story
And that's the moral to the story
N***a listen to me
Listen to me
F**k what you hear in these streets yeah
Streets
And if I hear you them people
You ain't hearin' from me
From me
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