Carry On!
[Verse 1: Ese Rich Rock]
Let me tell you about this b**h I met a week ago
The girl was good as hell, you know
The kind of b**h that turns heads when she walks towards ya
And the kind of big a** that comes out and talks to ya
You know what I'm talking about, homie?
The b**h was good, I think she's the jaina for me
But there's this one thing, one problem, you see
She had some homies from another hood that didn't get along with me
Since that day, I jacked them
Peeled their cap and kicked some a** and roll down
And ever since then, those chavalas want the payback
They want revenge but I wasn't thinking about getting f**ed up
Just f**ed, by this b**h so Rich Roc had to rush
So I did cuz I wanted to get with her
Next thing ya know I was swimmin' in her
And woke up next mornin' with a smile on my face
Didn't give a f** about my evil ways
But for a couple of days, I didn't hear from her
I didn't care, It wasn't like I really loved her
I just thought she forgot, sh**, I don't give a f**
I got what I wanted but then she got in touch, not much later
She must've wanted more what I gave her when I laid her
She said, "Come on, I want to see you again"
And to tell you the truth, I wanted to see that be real and
So I said to the b**h, "Yeah I'll come down"
One thing I forgot, she lived in the wrong part of town
But f** it, I just wanted to get up in it
Said "I'll down in about 25 minutes"
Stepped out the pad, jumped up in the '39
Roll through the hood, saw some homies of mine
Stepped out the bomb and started kickin' it
Grabbed the sherm stick and started hittin' it
Told them about the b**h and this is what one of them told me
"Yeah she's good but watch out for her homies
Remember when we jacked them
I don't think they forgot about it"
I said, 'Don't worry, I got my cuete, never leave home without it'
So, I roll down in the [?], in her front yard
Saw some chavalas down the street, tryna act hard
But I give it no thought and I knock on the front door
Already f**ed the hoe, but I wanted more
And when she came in, I couldn't believe what I'm seein'
A short, tight skirt, no shirt and the b**h was teasin' me
See, as soon as I got in, I started grabbin'
Then all of a sudden, I didn't know what was happenin'
To my a**, we started havin' it fast
Those chavalas that was kickin' it, came in and started to blast
So, I jumped out the window
I go back up, "What the f**?", I brought out the pistol
And started gunnin', scrapas started runnin'
I'll [?] with the [?], and that's why the outcome was [?]
Eight dead and one alive and I'm the the one survivin'
They kept tryin' but you'll find them dyin'
And blood splatter and bodies scattered
And where's the b**h for, I'm looking straight at her
One in the barrel like an arrow and "What the f**!?"
This is what the b**h got for trying to set me up
{*Gunshot*}
(Set me up)