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16. trust nobody (prod. mr. sisco) - nem from schemaposse lyrics

lyrics:
(narrator – nem)
as he strolls through the block
he smoking an serving the rocks..
thinking of dipping the city wit glocks..
for some robbing an setting up shop…
but the thing is he’s needing the funds..
hes thinking of busting a lick on the run..
n-gg-s out copping a gun and hes bouta go hunt…bouta go hunt…
making a call to the homie pookie..
hes one of da homies who got no problem bustin a toolie and he a bully..and he a bully..

(homie – nem)
yo pookie, what you gonna be..doin
in a little i’m gonna be scooping..
we gotta start…gimmie the lootin..
my n-gg-…

(pookie – nem)
i’m ready for busting the trigga
just give me some liqour..
i’m living on stick ups and ripping the mexican pick-ups…
my livers been feeling bit sicker
need a good clinic for fixing this shit up..
who do i gotta bust, point at the n-gg- i’m running up..an ima f-ckm up..
stickin em up and running a muck
ain’t no cost for breaking the law
breaking the jaw can’t say what they saw…
breaking the doors, look in the drawers..
taking the gold and taking the souls..

(homie – nem)
say no mo 4 4 on the low, yo go to the front door bell just rung yo…
lets be out tho, hit the south yo where they got those big -ss houses

(pookie – nem)
lets..ride…i’m seeing a crib on the right
shit is huge an its painted all white wit a sick -ss sight..
wit a thick -ss wife that’ll get that pipe when i’m done tonight…

(homie – nem)
strolling thru the window, really slow mo, on the low low open the back door
pulling the mac out looking for stacks now
found the dough..

(resident of the house)
“uhh who the f-ck are you?”

(pookie – nem)
follow me follow me follow me now..
‘fore this nine millimeter go blow..
don’t make a sound or you’ll die now…
locking the door throw the key out
taking the jewelry and all the chronic
just take any and all electronics and no need to p-wn shit
everything is getting put it in the back of the trunk…
another dumb f-ck just woke up and hes hiding behind of the sofa..
hopped up in the family rover before the police can show up
then we started jetting like we driving in a cobra…

(narrator – nem)
as they hit the highway he noticed pookie wasn’t smiling
homie* quickly started wilding and he punched him as he driving..
they swerved….hitting a coconut tree
pookie got into the driver seat, shot his homie then he steadily fled the scene
taking the jewelry and all the green..
while the homie was left to bleed to death…
that’s what he gets…that’s what he gets…..that’s whats he gets…
don’t trust n-body..don’t trust n-body..3x

*homie is referring to pookie, not the other character called homie

- nem from schemaposse lyrics

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