A metal rock hit his face with a rush

They pistol-whipped him, shot him with his Dutch

He lost all his trust

Smoking Dutch, choking in his lust

Living out his lies, so one day he stole a pair of nuts

Tried to go hard, that's the wrong song

He should've just jetted, Moet in his mind up was wrong

He could've made it but he waited, hesitated

Laying on a bitch, they caught him right in front of his Moms

They did him extra dirty, stripped him, tied his hands to his Vans

Them old school niggas left a victim

His blooded waist, broken arm, cut him in his face

I heard the chants, he don't deserve life, let him lamp

Choking him, poking him, hitting him with all kinds of knobs

Left him soaking, all in his mouth

He was out, they broke him up, knocked him out

Three times then threw him in a slouch

They took his sneakers and his beeper

Where's Theresa? Snatched the reefer

That bitch is next, catch you on the sequel

Swollen eyes, his face was pulverized

Trying to be a hustler, two ounces he want to mobilize

Dumb dummy, no team, he barely had money

Flying around, old ass Jag, buying blow from me

Ski mask robbing, jean wearing ho sweetass