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What Would You Do?

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(Intro: Six Two) Number 1's, and Mr. Two Face, Bitch Killa, You know I've been known to get beside myself at times, (Verse 1: Six Two) It was a cold dark stormy night, similar to this one, The city stood still, and he was dressed to kill, Sportin dickeys, and in hi tech boots, picture that Plus he mugging the mean way, in the green bay, starter jacket and hat, Whats going on in the city after dark, you never know let the story unfold, One of these lost souls was a female (whats up?) Let me tell what had happened, drop the low down by detail The bitch wore the game out, simple as that, I guess ya'll still don't know that you can't trust no ho, I'm crawlin down berry, made a right on miller, What was it, 1996 when two face became the bitch killa? That's around the time I straight said fuck it, Last night on the news, they say a bitch was abducted, The ho was found duct taped, that I know, They sexually abused her, and cut her throat. (Chorus 1: Six Two (U.P.-T.I.G.H.T.)) What would you do, if two face came to pop ya? (The heat of the moment) Number one component, pain got ya, (the police cant stop ya) The church cant either, D-O-N Fort Worth, that's where I leave ya What would you do, if two face came to pop ya? (The heat of the moment) Number one component, pain got ya, (the police can't stop ya) The church cant either, in the streets of 81G, is where I leave ya (Verse 2: U.P.-T.I.G.H.T.) I went to wit him, shot pool wit him, acted a fool wit him, Drunk a brew wit him, who'd ever know that I'd be losing him? Never hung around with street thugs, or sold drugs, Still he caught 3 or 4 slugs, and landed in the mud, Face down, his mother came I seen her breakdown, From kilos, to OG's, when bullets hit the sleeve, Of his jacket, super magnetic, I'm never gone forget it, The pain embedded, retaliation is not suggested, Parental advisory, I wanna move the ??? by me, Took him inside, Ambulance arrived to get his body, Jumped in the 88, travelin doing 95 or better, Time to recover his Beretta, slipped in my sweater, Down to do whatever, buffalo soldier, Leather seats in the Oldsmobile feel like a sofa, Gun in my jeans, like they the holster, Coming close to mental malfunction, Continue punchin the gas, Wondering today is gone be his last, Don't even ask if I'm mad, got a ski mask, in my overnight bag, Underneath the pump, in case I need to dump,


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