The Shadiest One (explicit)-WC

(man) Hey, ni**a, gimme some of them water and chip's, sh*t (other man) Lock 'em up, ni**a, lock 'em, bullshit (man) Hey, look, ni**a Get out there, ni**a These niggas ain't sho' ta riz-ayd, right We gon' get in and get out (other man) We on a roll, ni**a [continues, indistinct] [Verse 1: WC] I'ma walk it down, now F**kin' wit deez out-a-town niggas Got me watchin' up on my back and strappin' Pistol packin' Who ever thought dem fools would catch on And we was sellin' rock while up in the back of the broll See da plan was to make a transaction to match Three calos, for under the zone, a hundred thousand cash Dub c and c mac take tha money 'n run [CJ Mac] We gettin' close, hot as f**k Burnin' up in his drive Two pace, mirror checkin' doin' sixty-five I seen the state patrol 5 times, swear to god He make this stop, better have 9 lives Ni**a speak [Man's Voice] Where you at? [CJ Mac] Close ni**a You just have tha cash right so we can go's, ni**a I never tell no Set us up, get a crew, gun his town [WC] F**k that, I dun dis sh*t befo' After we twist deez niggas, we gon twist some mo' (CJ Mac) Out-a-town ni**a havin' a pistal in hand Whatcha paper, you f**kin' wit some jackets, player Sh*t happens [Chorus: CJ Mac] Don't f**k wit a niggas cash Niggas mash, on dat a** Don't f**k wit a niggas cash Niggas mash, on dat a** Fo' a niggas cash, niggas blast [WC second half overlaps] (T'is da season to be janky falalalala lalalala) [Verse 2: CJ Mac] Hits J, sit straight, dey ain't even check Swiss suitcase, jit We ain't stop to count da cash, ni**a Sh*t, ni**a, i remember It was two a dem gas cans, was fulla straight heata [WC] Fake twista, took her a** back to da piz-ad Sent some mo crystals back to da liz-ad To make some mo trick-climbin'-blatant-ni**a loot [wooh!] Cuz baby need new shoes and daddy need a coupe [CJ Mac] Call my ni**a, Fred, yo friend He set up da link Gave his a** ten-thousand, thanked him n' sh*t Told him 'shut the f**k up', niggas try sweating And have to take his a** out there, he bound to wetting [WC] Uh huh, two months passed, I found his a** trashed out Castrated on his porch, with his dick in his mouth What the f**k? I know these niggas ain't here in L.A. I went and grabbed the AK n' called my ni**a CJ (What's crackin'?) Look it's on wit deez niggas (what?) Hey CJ ni**a I just found this ni**a Fred f**ked up (slow down, ni**a) on the porch (Fred?) Hey ni**a it's goin' down Hey ni**a meet me at cho b**ch spot, ni**a (what?) F**k that, let's bring these in hea F**k these niggas! [Chorus x2] [Verse 3: CJ Mac] Goin' 110 on da 110, exit slow Sh*t my stomach uptight, sumthin' ain't right (f**k that) How da f**k they found where Fred stay They ain't never been out there, hold up, what the f**k?! [WC] CJ, don't trip, ni**a, dey just killed yo b**ch Left her bleedin' in the porch wit' screwdriver's in her head Ramshacked the house, took the work and the money [CJ Mac] I could see that sh*t, but why the f**k you so bloody? [WC] They took the hundred thousand we stole plus two mo' (right, right) And if i know that ni**a bo he checked a in mo [CJ Mac] Bo, hard ni**a, who parted the game You didn't know that motherf**kas name! First you found fred dead, then you found my b**ch wit her wig split Ni**a i ain't stupid, you did that sh*t [gunshot] Motherf**ka shot me in my shoulda Reached for my strap, and started dumpin' back [WC] Ni**a, lifes a b**ch and then you die You only get one chance to check, ni**a, trust no ni**a Shoulda known from the start, ain't no love in my heart F**k this 50-50 sh*t, this is where we depart [CJ Mac] I'll be damned if I let this ni**a walk wit' da dough Kill my hoe, boy, kill my hoe? Five, fo' rounds, hit him twice, hit him in his stomach See me vomit blood, Ni**a eat slugs! [WC] On my knees, I'ma see da bust back, f**k that Somehow i managed, ta raise wit da wicked carriage Ain't no rules to dis sh*t, we jackers Ain't no love in this game, mothaf**ka, sh*t happens [Chorus x2] I feel sorry, ni**a Just like every dog has his day, Every loc get his nights I'll be back at ya, my ni**a (ain't no thang) I can't believe yo a** did some sh*t like that to me, ni**a It ain't nothin' (hu, hu) It ain't nothin' It's goin' down I'ma get that motherf**ker It's on