[Verse 1]
I'm in this slight situation
I'm at this chick's crib uptown
Niggas try to come through
And lock you down
It seems like a setup
Now niggas try to run me from the door
Half a second of gun play
Then I made my detour
A shot through the glass
At the balcony
How could she
Set me up like that
I call my balance and shot back
I'm jettin down the fire escape
Outside it's rainin
I'm takin five steps at a time
And the meat is gainin on me
My niggas try to warn me
With my steppin
It's good though
Cause on the low a nigga had his weapon
I'm jettin down this dead end real
I hit the street I got no jacket on my back
But I got Timbs on my feet
Play my life with a fortune
Back against the wall
I'm lookin for my enemies
I'm searchin for them all
No bullets bein fired
So now a nigga's jettin to the corner
That's where a nigga's settin
I put away my burner
Now I'm searchin for the train
The only motherfucker with no coat
I'm in the rain
As deep walkers walkin
I gotta play it cool
Even though this thermal that I wore covered up my tool
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Tight Situations Lyrics

Lost Boyz – Tight Situations Lyrics

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