seen the nigga caught slipping ya dog he was down bad told da nigga take this L and I clapped his ass I snatched his kid

seen the nigga caught slipping ya dog he was down bad told da nigga take this L and I clapped his ass I snatched his kid through him in the back seat younging blurted out that he wasn't scared of me only why he involved is from what his peeps did to me them niggas fouled out and he just part of the team I asked what's ya name nigga he replied to me I asked if he liked football he said it's obviously I asked what position he said running back looked him in his aqeyes and laughed told em u ain't running shit back he said fuck u fat nigga and where his mom at told him he'll see da bitch soon now sit ya ass back now the worried look on his face staring out the window knowing his peeps ain't survive cause he heard them things blow we pulled to a light young nigga had a plan he jumped up out the whip and the young nigga ran since he awas a running back he thought he be aight he bust 2 lefts and then a right running wit his head down ran into me ike i ask the younging why he ran he said cause I don't know u and u came in my house with that lama in ya hand plus u probably killed my mamma and she ain't never been in drama wit a man or anything u talking bout shorty I know u don't have a clue what this game about that's when the car pulled up next to mine and them shouts rang out shots rang out the whip got hit ain't nobody die youngin sloutched in da back seat and he crying all I'm thinking who the fuq lost they mind did this shit in broad day no time to take aim and drive so I punched the gas let off a few shots just to get em off my ass ike it's gotime the shit got live