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Tee Grizzley - Robbery Part 4 [Official Video]

[Intro] Ayy [Verse] If she told once, she'll do it twice, can't make no mistakes But she got me out, killin' her make me look like a snake Well, if I'm a snake and you a rat, bitch, you gon' get ate Rules to this shit that you can't break, girl, that's the price you pay Tossed the body clean out the trunk, gun go in the lake Drive to the woods, burn the clothes, ain't no DNA Still got her phone, text her mama like, "I know it's late But I'm gon' be gone for a week, I'm headed to the A" Now whеn she don't hear from her, shе ain't gon' think nothin' Her daughter love street niggas, she know she out here fuckin' And we don't speak on the dead, so we gon' switch the subject It's time to run a hundred miles per hour, to this money, nigga (Let's get it) Now I'm focused, I just got off the joint A body ain't shit, they raid savages on joy I tossed my last strap, I gotta get another toy Wipe the phone down, toss it, man, stop playin', I'm on point I pull up on my people, who I know be havin' straps He walk up, he like, "Damn, nigga, when you get back?" I heard they gave you life and girlie turned to a rat I'm like, "Yeah, bro, but you know can't shit stop God's plan, but look Do you still got them blicks?" He like, "Shit, it is Two on my hip, another four in the whip I got pistols and sticks, bullets and extra clips Just say what you need, I'ma go get that shit off the crib" I'm like, "Somethin' small, so you can't see it when you wear the pistol And somethin' that can't shoot", he like, "Bro, you hear this nigga? Why you want a gun that can't shoot, you tryna scare a nigga? Known you for a minute, bro, you ain't the type to spare a nigga" I'm like, "Bro, you want the bread or not?", and he nodded He tossed two guns, he said, "That one right there a problem And it's compact, it's gon' go right in your pocket Or put it on your hip and niggas ain't gon' know you got it But the other one a fire, MPN ain't even in it If niggas get up on you and you up that, you finished It ain't gon' shoot, even if you got bullets in it That shit on the house, walk 'em home, handle your business" Why get a gun that don't shoot? I know y'all wanna know Learned a lot in prison, main thing, watch who you call your bro Give him the strap, count the check, see if he up the pole I got it as a trust test, but nigga, movin' on Before I got locked up, I had a crib My mama came through for me, she kept up on the bills I'm comfortable there, these niggas don't know where I live Gotta get some rest, freshen up, it's time to take it in Next day, I'm watchin' the news, Channel 7 Waitin' on action, I'm tryna see who went to heaven They talkin' 'bout old girl who got hit in her head But what the fuck they mean "Wounded"? Nigga, she dead The next part they said, I got sicker as I listened This shit wicked, they just said this bitch in critical condition She still got her life, my nigga, I gotta end it I'm racin' to the 'spital, man, this bitch a known witness Replayin' the event in my head, how she alive? But real shit, if it ain't your time, it ain't your time I know niggas that got shot like twenty times and survived And niggas that caught one leg shot and end up dyin' I get to the 'spital, fake tears, like I'm hurtin' I hit the front desk like, "Where is Shila? I'm her brother" The nurse like, "She up the hall, you just missed y'all mother And since you her brother, you don't have to wait with the others" I go up the hall, she talkin' to a detective My whole heart drop, I get to clutchin' on my ratchet The cop turned around like, "Sir, give us a second" It's weird though, 'cause she lookin' at me and ain't panic I walk in, trigger finger start itchin' instantly Hope this cop ready for the shootout of the century The doctor walk in, I ain't trippin', I guess I'm killin' three Told her "She got brain damage, she lost all memory"

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