A2 - Ill stories lyrics

[1] My homie drake Brought a ho to my crib Shes 28 Tattooed a rose on her hip They shut the door Aparantly she blowin a dick I get a call Bobby saw me roll with his b**h Now f**in bobby ain't no friend Deals dope on the streets Providin homies all around with his coke cuz its cheap Plus hes f**in crazy There's a bullet hole in his teeth I couldn't understand sh** on the phone as he speaks! I hear a click clack Gunco*k? f** its not mine And sure as sh** drake ain't got no nine "hey whats wrong?" "ill call u back bobby" Then I rush in the door The b**h is yellin freeze Drake's cuffed on the floor Im like ""drakey, u were supposed to f** with the who*e! I told u never get me down in sh** I wasn't before!" The b**h is headin for my cash Im reachin my drawer A chopstick! lets stick it to the back of the who*e! (AAAH) CHORUS These stories are my towns favourite ones Takin drugz, rapin amazin blondes Angry thugz Ridin with arabian slugz f**in with ur baby moms Now one more time Ill stories are the town's favourite ones Rapin blondes, blazin amazin blunts Angry thugz Ridin with arabian slugz f**in with ur baby moms [2] Follow me into my land if u understand f** the fans, threw them in my garbage can They say im livin isolated in my wonderland And got an evil side like a f**in spider man! My man phill deal pills An ounce of coke and acid Around the corners pa**in amounts of dope thats ma**ive Brought me thai weed Sharp kid I liked him This party he was at completely f**ed him b**hez in the party, everybody hardin A hot one wants pills dropped in some bacardi So the fat kid Gave her bad pills This a bad thing to miss actually Cuz she'd taken six pills, she goes black fully With a little dose of cain Poor b**h tore a vein or two Her brain is doomed Overdose made way to her overloaded brain... CHORUS These stories are my towns favourite ones Takin drugz, rapin amazin blondes Angry thugz Ridin with arabian slugz f**in with ur baby moms Now one more time Ill stories are the town's favourite ones Rapin blondes, blazin amazin blunts Angry thugz Ridin with arabian slugz f**in with ur baby moms [3] I was bleedin when I wrote this Wake up every mornin with this sh** over my shoulders Its hot as f**, I grab a beer and sit so I can focus What the f** had just happened Who the f** im becomin through this f**in years im rappin Introducin my name as the greatest and haters yappin Now im back am I happy? why im feelin so crappy? So here we go again, blaze a joint and snort the cane f** my life its stupid ain't it? I used to do my thing So quit playin I know how to win the game In this insane city its hard to be a saint I used to deal mary j god knows im ashamed I just want u all to know that its not the way im playin Im talkin bout the type of sh** u might not like With tight hot rhymes in my f**ed up mind So these stories are the towns favourite ones Im blazin blunts with some amazin blondes! CHORUS These stories are my towns favourite ones Takin drugz, rapin amazin blondes Angry thugz Ridin with arabian slugz f**in with ur baby moms Now one more time Ill stories are the town's favourite ones Rapin blondes, blazin amazin blunts Angry thugz Ridin with arabian slugz f**in with ur baby moms Haha! Mitoonin injoori rap konin chaghalaaa!!!