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they fucked up - dice lyrics

so i ran, fast, as a blast, guns in my direction
i needs my vest, for protection
i’m scared, sorted marijuana has me ‘noided
i’m racin’, to get, to my f*cking destination
i know this crew, grippin’ convertible malibu
i needs my straps, so i can draw down, bust caps, bust back
but i’m defenseless, this sh*t is far from senseless
yeah, i got them on the night before christmas
paybacks a motha, and plus i shot his younga brotha
and threw a grenade now i’m, runnin’ for cover
boom! sh*t exploded, gun, no time to load it
(he won’t live through this) i survived with nicks and bruises

they f*cked up… naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
they f*cked up… naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

the situation is deep, i creep, cherokee jeep
packed with, pistols ?da? street sweep
where is the enemy i searched the whole vicinity
from 8 mile to john r., took, 6 mile to trinity
nowhere in sight, f*ck it can’t find ’em, rewind ’em
and pay that b*tch a visit, who told ’em that i did it
knock knock! (who is it?)
the one your brotha tried to murda
kicked in the door, she’s screamin’, you shoulda heard her
you set me up, you motherf*ckin’ snitcha
buck! blew out her brains like, in those ghetto gansta pictures
blood is squirtin’, she’s shakin’ like the bullet’s hurtin’
i left her body in the room bleedin’ by the curtains
i’m down by law, those n*ggas will be back
’cause this is the spot they ?slang they raw?

they f*cked up… naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
they f*cked up… naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

they came in yellin’ for leslie, they came out back
and started snippin’, n*ggas like wesley
the scene is gruesome, i’m bussin’ glocks by the twosome
n*ggas got faded, oh sh*t, now they retaliated
no playin’, i’m duckin’, bullets is ricochetin’
n*ggas kept sprayin’, i’m buckin’ as their bodies layin’
the smoke is clearin’, one n*gga, is re*appearin’
i’m in suspense, tense, my life i’m fearin’
all he seen, was me reachin’ for my magazine
and all i seen was his pistol and the red beam
he cracked a smile and said, “this is for you f*ckin’ wit’ me”
he squoze the trigga, but it was empty
he f*cked up…

“what’s up now parter?!”
(six gunshots ring out to end the song)

- dice lyrics

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