Tsu Surf - House In Virginia Pt. 3 lyrics

Pop was still plotting ("I'ma k** this n***a") Mekka still dotting Joe got a question for Karen A ring, a proposal, and some Louboutins for you And Kway was laying low (somebody telling) Honestly I think the Feds know (somebody telling) December stacking every penny for her and her bro to go They had to go, they had to go, they had to go And Joe ain't care for nothing but the fam It was their life on his last grams Ready to ask Karen for her hand She 9 months, he saved up. f** it he tryna be a man Ok we all know that he been down, but he got up and he got right. I wish mama could see him now Ready to queen her when he see her drop down Repeated the words a million times he couldn't wait to see her smile Meanwhile,Pop was in the living room pacing (I'ma k** this n***a") Him, Shells, Lil BK and Jason Ski mask, a mind that was vacant The tech, both mags and the K from the basement His lil n***as from the town, already know how they got down k** a n***a for nothing right now, and so imagine Pop accepting new guns in the pound "He swinging by to scoop up some bread I don't just want this p**y dead, I need this n***a whole head" f** common sense, f** logic A contract on Kway's skull, Pop was gon' sign it Shells rolling weed up, Jason just nodded, Lil BK staring, focused, demonic And Pop walked to the closet... never guess what's inside it I guess this where we talk about his sick side It was a girl, bag over her head, hands zip tied Took the bag off, it was Shay The mother of his seed, like the closest thing to Kway Watching her for weeks, he followed her the whole day When it was war you had to war and Pop wasn't tryna play And somebody got paid for this. He ain't really want to take the b**h She tried to scream as he pulled off the bag Was walking out the bank the rest happened so fast Looking for her keys, face and hand in her bag Pop hopped smooth out and gun-bu*ted with the mag And ever since she's been tied In her head praying to her God "If you get me out of this I'll leave that Kwayshawn alone" And some bullsh** hadn't made up in her mind December had 200 grand in the safe Ready to go now, new persons, new things, new place No destination and no reason to stop Made her mind up. She leaving if she leaving with Pop She was dying and n***as wanted him dead so to stay'll just be foolish Had more than enough bread And it's sunny in Miami well the magazine said, already picked out the crib and the dopest dream bed She had wounds, cut deep. Long nights, couldn't sleep She was tired or felt weak Called Pop both times, both got the beep "F it i'll leave a message Probably running round with Joe (Pop) bro... (Pop)... bro December we gotta go" Mekka on her knees getting right Brazilian weave, red bottoms, s**ing dick part life Favourite n***a out of her n***as cos Rob wanted to wife Rob met her in the streets they called him Officer White And when she finished with that head it was right to the kitchen, cooking on the phone with Katrina, yes b**hing Gossiping thinking she knowing sh** when she didn't Katrina throwing gas and predictions "And Pop gon' k** Kway but that ain't none of my business Found out bout December, b**h, that n***a been tripping f**ed up, Kway just gave him 40 whole chickens" "40, b**h?!" "40 whole chickens, lowkey Pop paid Tall J a visit You know J, brown skin, always with fitted She running round with Kway, yep yep, Pop did it." Rob behind them listening so technically she snitching Joe pull up home, he take a deep breath, look at the ring once and hopped up out the Lex He thinking about the future, jogging up the steps, and he gon do his part cos God gon do the rest Phone ring, Pop answer it was Kway "I need that whole hundred" There was nothing left to say Kway was tryna stack, Feds coming any day Already made his other rounds, last stop for the day Ain't been home since bout May And staying in the cut with Sharae Met her out Miami, she was stripping in the A 300 stocks him and bae It was different to the Bay As soon as Kway hang up, his phone ring It was a shooter, Lil Greg, he was home team "Ayo what's popping big bro? I know probably you busy "What you doing? Who you with?? "I think you should come and get me" ("something wrong") "Busting moves, why? What's up? You in a rush? Give me a few, I'll meet you out front" "Nah come get me now, you got your nina? Just hung up the phone with my baby momma Katrina" ("What she say?") Joe reached for the door but it was cracked, he called for Karen while he reached for his strap Joe reached for the door but it was cracked, he called for Karen while he reached for his strap Rob grabbed his jacket and his vest "This is Officer white, a backup request Possible suspect, a homicide d**h, I'm 78 bound now I'm headed towards West Joe ain't hear Karen in the house But saw her car and her keys on the couch Usually by now he a hear her big mouth Babe, stop playing, come out, no funny sh**, I got the gun out "If she playing I'ma choke her, grab the strap tight and move a lil closer" Ain't know why, but he had tears. Wasn't scared but fear fear could be waiting at the top off the stairs Look lil bruh I'm on the way. So these lil n***as really wanna play? Joe, it was Pop of all people Hurt a n***a that'll feed you That's why you can't help people today Mekka was so busy with the gossip that she ain't notice that her inbox was popping 20 missed texts from her best "Meet me at the House b**h 20 minutes less" That was 2 hours ago Some head, a whole meal, and a shower ago "y'all n***as bring the straps, Kway coming now I'ma go first, when I signal y'all drum him down n***a be paranoid and, sh**, he where we want him now I'll leave out the front Y'all go back and come around" Kway called School another shooter "Hey lil bruh.. where bay bay and buddah?" "Time to smoke a n***a code word hookah, and he knows to bring the macs any time Kway said computers I've been smoking hookah on my laptop, in the van y'all meet me on the back block" God could't save them lil n***as, them was Kway boys. He practically raised them lil n***as And I declare war. Friends turned enemies that's for sure. ("Karen?") It was a letter on his bed, kissed in lipstick, written in red Still no signs of his bae but... this is what it said "First of you perfect by far I'm dark night sky, you a star I think my flaws make you shine better I felt so dirty. You could find better I met thus n***a named Kway- I did you wrong I dunno what to say, but I'm gon Queens deserve castles and it's wrong Risking your life everyday for a pawn" I'm crying now, cos I'm dying now Crying now cos I'm dying now Looked to his left, walked 6 steps and saw d**h Looked to his left, walked 6 steps and saw d**h She was right there. In the tub Face open dripping blood Did it with his gun, he was gripping the snub Laying right there. Karen his love Breaking news, 10 men part of a shootout, slain, broad daylight 2 cars riddles with bullets. Middle of Newark, New Jersey Also, one cop shot 28 times, he's in critical (critical) condition Two women found in two separate houses both shot in the head We don't know if these cases are connected. State police say they have one witness who claims to know everything Stay tuned. We'll pick up the story at 8 Jersey