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Hey p man Remember that shit last year you was talking bout that Bloody murder shit Won't you kick some more of that shit Verse 1 Jumped out the chev mean mugged at some s*cker punks King flashed the gauge, them hoes didn't want no pub So they smashed off hella quick Why them hoes was leaving me and sonja c was plotting some gangster shit So put this nine up in your bra strap And when we get inside this liquor store keep your eyes up on them japs Sonya c: So get your hands up in the air trick And break me off some cash cause sonya c's a trigger happy bitch So don't be talking that f**king japanese Understand it's a jack give up the cash or you'll be swish cheese Master p: Touch the button and i'ma hurt you bitch Why you had to and make p get his hands dirty trick And that'll be some f**king more shit Sonya c grab the tape cause we ain't leaving no f**king evidence The next day the paper reads no leads Sonya c: Just a bunch of dead motherf**king japanese Master p: Jumped in the car and backed to the rich Bonnie and clyde or should I say gangsta shit (chorus) A motherf**king 211 We needed cash we robbed the liquor store Verse 2 I'm getting chronicked out or should I say f**ked up ? ? one g and it's three of us I seen my face on the news and it's time to chill But I can't cause I got too many f**king bills Grabbed my glock it only had three bullets trick But if I run out I ain't tripping I'll choke a bitch Walked in the corner liquor store with my 44 Played it cool bought a snapple man f**k them hoes He opened the register I tried to do his a*s I ain't tripping cause the p wasn't wearing a mask Blew out some chronic, showed no remorse Told them hoes get they a*s on the figgety floor Snatched the cash and my pistol still smoking Left them hoes like the raiders left oakland (chorus) Verse 3 Cali g had the chronic without no zig zag Hold on partner I'm gone go get some f**king zags Now I'm off to the liquor store And just in case it be some funk, I'm gone bring my 44 Now you know the p don't take no shit But this arab started following me Like I was gone steal some shit He was strapped so I had to think quick Put my 44 to the head of this bitch Drop your pistol or she's dead man Slowly put your hands up in the air Lets play a little f**king game Simon say open the register hoe His bitch looked it good so I told her to s*ck my 44 He got jealous tried to jump I hit him with the pump Put more cash in my pockets than donald trump And I'm off to the freeway real fast Got damn, forgot cali's zig zags (chorus) -alright you inmate double o 652 Get your a*s back in that cell boy -damn, now y'all know crime do pay But you don't always get away