At night I can't seem to get no sleep
Addicted to indo and Hennessy,
I'm stressed homes, got my vest on,
Let's hit the streets time to put the vest on,
Friday night and I'm chillin with my baby in a black 600 Lorenzo's on
And I'm all up on them thighs, smokin on doja,
So I guess I didn't see them niggas behind me,
We at the stop light 'Get our your car nigga',
Before I exit, they start to pullin triggas,
So now I'm duckin and divin try to survivin,
All I can hear is gun shots and crying,
Then in an instant, the crying stopped,
Look at my Benz all my windows bucked out,
I see my girlfriend layin on the asphalt bleedin lookin dead at me,
All I can say is...

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Bye bye baby,
I can't believe it, these niggas done shot my baby,
The only thing that make me go crazy, somebody gonna feel my 380,
My my baby won't live to see it,
It's gonna be murder I guarantee it,
You already had it comin boy for steppin to me,
But yall shouldn't have fucked with my baby

Now I met her at the Beverly and she was the bombest,
She had me goin nigga, I'm gonna be honest
And she was stacked with big bags behind her,
Matter of fact she kinda looked a little like Tyra,
All the niggas use to stop when they seen her,
Dressed in black, laid back demeanor,
Nigga she gone now, and I'm all upset,
I'm like a grown child, I want my baby back,
But now it's on pal, all things behind us,
I'm gonna take you where no one can find ya,
Mind ya, I'm about to go crazy,
Gimme my baby, gimme my baby!

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Now I try not to think about al lthe things that we did together,
We made the bedroom walls shake from in the living room,
I was so infatuated with everything you do,
Somebody took you away from me with a shell or two,
And I'm gonna ride, cause that's what the hell I do,
Gonna be some madness tellin you,
This shells' for you,
What they wanna do

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