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Correct One Missed Call
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[Voicemail] Please enter your password, then press pound You have one new voice message. New message: [Chuuwee] Let’s see what shorty talking about one time, yo [Into: Voice on answering machine] Ayo, this nigga had a castle with a diamond crested, diamond Lexus, diamond Monte with them dos S’s; Double X shit Threw some diesel on his ex bitch, (?) keep the molly laying on the dresser So I suggest we play the full court, throw the pressure (?) on the outside, no one can catch us Paint his motherfucking pillow case red ketchup So if you with me pick your cell up and check your message [Verse 1: Chuuwee] As you can see when I awoke I had a voicemail, the voice low as hell Shorty had to forward it to me before the story tell I said is that my nigga James from the (Inaudible)? Nah, them my niggas, them the folks man, what the hell My home girl gave me the scoop and I hung up the cell Hopped in the coupe and scooped my nigga Rel Went up the way and got my nigga Twan Straight down the lane to get my nigga Jay He had a .40 and a loaded K Head to them niggas complex, ran in the foyer Turn this gated community into first 48 Looked through the resident card, room 240A “Ay, go shut off the power and block the hallways” Walking up a flight of these stairs, he went the hard way Loaded, finna roll on these niggas, protect my dog man Real shit, every man has his dog day Top of the stairs and guess who the fuck I saw? It was my old bitch Shooting up some cream like “Oh shit” Smelling like pussy and alcohol on some hoe shit Looked at me and tried to hide her face, this some cold shit Snatched her by the collar like “Who the fuck do you roll with?” No time Looked around, loaded up my Glock .4 Right outside the door like this is why she had knocked for We ain’t even knock, went right in, lights out Some nigga must have came from behind the door, pulled a knife out All I heard was gunshots, clutching at a stab wound I heard another blast, someone crying for they life now A man yelled “Pipe down” I heard a chick voice, a click-click noise The room flashed like a lighthouse I tried to hit the kitchen wall Crawled, took the knife out Reached into my coat, Colt .45 Nite Owl Closed eyes, screamed to my nigga “Hit the lights now!” Bang, I hit the wrong thing, what a night now I shot the wrong person What’s worse is that I’m caught between my homie and a hearse Rock in a hard place ‘cuz this lonely ass skirt The loneliest ass whore tried to throw me in the dirt She said that I was absent and she really wasn’t having it She ain’t know I had this bad bitch that had an accent Lured me to the crib with that voicemail crap Knew I was a hothead and I would show up at his pad quick And she lived upstairs, her name Catherine I used to have that back bend I shot her on an accident And after that, this is how it happened I was screaming ran toward her, got shot at with the magnum Hit me in the back, felt my heart have a spasm Turn around, damn, it’s my nigga James and my last bitch She said “Any last words?” while he laughed Closed my left eye, spit blood and mumbled “I’ll be back bitch”
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