JDog story pt 3

Yeah I know y'all wanna hear the shit I'm boutta spit hold up lemme cook Hopped out the whip yeah we do this shit where's the gang with blicks yeah boy don't play with us we sick (yeah a ight) Boutta popped this lil bitch this what happen lemme teach sit I know y'all wunna hear this shit it's boutta be a crazy story yeah it's boutta be so lit Run away fast cause back there there was 12 Plus, I shot him three times I shot him to his death I don’t gotta spin cause I know that goofie dead You know he ain’t go make it if you shoot em’ in the head Hopped right in my whip gotta drive back to my block Once I’m there walk in my crib gotta put away my Glock My bitch want this opp poped Now I gotta drop Hop right in my whip my bitch said he out side the park As I’m walking to my whip, my Homies walk up and say The OPP I shot ain’t dead I’m like how I shot the head He did fine with surgery than he some burglaries I call my bitch say hold up gotta make fucker dead So I got my masked on I’m walking round my block If I see my opp I swear to I use my Glock Than I see his ass inside his whip on the pot I pull the tripper his head on the wheel than there go the cops I call my bitch back I say where his ass at She told he outside his crib now I got the addy She said bye boo but I wanted her to say bye daddy But anyways finna go to the place no more time for chatting I on his block now I see him outside his crib I crept on him shoot the block and you know I don’t miss I let off like 5 shots and you that they all hit Run back to my whip than I go back to my crib Hopped out the whip yeah we do this shit where's the gang with blicks yeah boy don't play with us we sick (yeah a ight) Boutta popped this lil bitch this what happen lemme teach sit I know y'all wunna hear this shit it's boutta be a crazy story yeah it's boutta be so lit