A1newyork - How To k** A n***a lyrics

[Produced by ThaMarsh] [Verse 1: A1] Started off the day breakfast Smoking dope restless Grab the bud break it down Papers fronto regular Roll it up, light sh** ignite sh** Cook up some beats so A1 could write sh** Call up Beans, Naff Reemo We could roll up something more than a deemo Fresh cut with beans sitting on the couch n***as in the barber talking p**y politics Got my n***a laughing like He understood the zoe language We out the spot beans bout to pa** through his crib first Fast forward to this sour, giving n***as power Pre rolled raw cones on deck With filters you my sh** A1 on deck no less Pa** the spliff from Naff to Beans Beans inhaled like he was popping beans I peeped the scene Beans to Reemo Pause it, this n***as wyling by the way And by the way things is looking we smacked We in the crib, Call of Duty, relax Call of Duty remember that sentence A perfect day no drama No bullsh**, no games no delay Ain't no way this day is real Beans about to hit the bathroom Get a lining with the clippers Naff and Reemo, posted up no Blake And that pack I got from bud man gucci no shakes [Verse 2: A1] So I'm sleeping, I hear a faint noise To be clear, I get up, stretch up I know my senses, intuitions The pitbull unaware, but then she get up So then we pull up by the staircase Beans there looking through stuff Like some kind of archaeologist Digging in the closet, He glances at me In a way criminals looks at cops I stop in my tracks, asks him "are you ok?" He looks at me and says "No I stole this laptop from my job, Naff and Reemo the feds and they looking for me Might take me to the bookings for free I wanna tell Marsh but it's crazy down there Cause I'm aware if I do they'll arrest me And send me to bookings too Can you burn my uniform in your bathtub?" A little skeptical at first I'm sure this n***a is wyling Am I dreaming or what? There are no cops outside What the hell is going on?" Cause this n***as moving funny but anyway "I tell em ima get Marsh to come help you" Hopefully he could calm this n***a down Marsh come upstairs and say "yo B you good? He like "Nah I stole the laptop for my job They looking for me they outside right now I gotta stay here and rid of the evidence in your residence Naff and Reemo undercovers but that's irrelevant" " Marsh like nah, n***a is you wyling! That's not going down in my crib" I get Al up so he could get this n***a out the kitchen I'm panicking No lie this feels like a movie And there's no understanding it "Are we gonna die is Marsh gonna die Is Al gonna die?" We head downstairs together, to face this demon on this sunny weather [Verse 3: A1] Man down houston we got a problem It's looking problematic I'm puzzled Cause there's a n***a in my house Who lost his marbles before he had it I panic as I struggle to express, while he says "Marsh I don't wanna hurt you" Marsh like hurt me? Now you really crazy You forgot what I used to do to n***as? Make fools of n***as, regular" Turns out this n***a was smoking imitation cess Penentrate his chest We saw what K2 could do to you, no less A devil repossessed my soul, repossessed my soul Put the laptop in the oven "Let's bake a pie" in all seriousness he serious It had me shook up Honey barking Nadege having an episode Marsh yoke him up one time Then Naff and Reemo follow up, he say "Y'all gonna k** me?, well y'all better k** me If y'all don't feel me peel me with the mp-5 Bury me alive, bury me with pride" Since y'all undercovers my name is now A haitian immigrant named Guy" And talking about Call Of Duty, Grand Theft auto We knew what he was thinking Dragged him out the crib while he switch up his m.o Now he's a gay lover, however kicked him out the crib In cold weather, locked out, no David Stern Still tryna get inside the crib Brought out his collectable sword, a Rid started kicking down the door Humping it"yo beans what's good with you?" Naff says as we all try our best to keep the door up Dege tell me head a floor up Cause this n***a gonna come through the front And no front, he did, "Marsh told him, go home n***a You're no longer welcome in the Jeanty residence" Beans leave the scene, start f**ing With n***as on the block Everyone including his pops, pops rock em Marsh pull up beans hit Marsh Marsh push beans, cause he ain't with that gay sh** Con ed pull beans to the side No popeye he two piece him Con ed man on the floor, his back up on the way Marsh tryna get through but it won't happen Undercover cop get two pieced, his badge Phone, everything fell out, he made change Out that n***a, the whole block vs beans now His brother link with the flying kick He on his third strike taking a chance Beans back to his pops Marsh push him down After a couple phone calls, the d's stopped him Experienced a day like that, I know I got angels watching Some of the realest sh** I ever wrote chilling in my basement