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    Listen up gangstas and hunnies wit ya hair done
    Pull up a chair hun and put it in the air son
    Dawg, whatever they call you god just listen
    I spit a story backwards, its starts at the endin'...

    The bullet goes back in the gun
    The bullet holes closin' the chest of a nigga now he back to square one
    Screamin "shoot don't please"
    I put my fifth back on my hip
    Its like a vcr rewindin a hit
    He put his hands back on his bitch
    My caravan doors open up
    I jump back in the van and close it shut
    Go in reverse fully prepared
    My nigga jungle utters something crazy like "go he there"
    Sittin back in this chair, we hittin' the roach
    The smoke goes back in the blunt, the blunt gets bigger in growth
    Jungle unrolls it, puts his weed back in the jar
    The blunt turns back into a cigar
    We listenin to stevie, it sounds like heavy metal fans
    Spinnin records backwards of ac/dc
    I give my nigga's that, jump out the van back first
    Back upstairs took off the black shirt
    Im in the crib with the phone on my ear
    Listen up so y'all can figure out the poem real clear
    The voice on the phone was like "outside right we"
    So with my mouth wide holdin my heat
    Bullets I had plenty to squeeze, plenty for ya
    Cause jungle said "block ya on enemies up"
    Hung up the phone then the phone ring
    Im layin in the bed thinkin bout this pretty young thing
    Who left she came back, her clothes just fell to the rug
    She fell to my bed and gave me a hug
    I told her "no hell" she talkin bout "me kiss"
    Bobed her head and spit a nut back in my dick
    Started suckin with no hands a whole lot of spit
    Then got up and put her bra back on her tit
    Got fully dressed and told me "stressed really I'm"
    Picked up her gucci bag and left a nigga behind
    Walkin through the door, she rang the bell twice
    I vomited, vodka back in my glass with juice and ice
    The clock went back from 3 to 2 to 1
    And thats about the time the story begun
    Thats when I first heard the voice mail on the cell
    It said "son we found that nigga we gotta kill"
    (beep)(message)
    Aiyo son, yo son you hear me, you hear me
    Listen man, this dude right on the block
    Right now man, I found him right now
    I see him right now, lets kill him
    (beep)(answering machine)
    Yo this nas, leave it peace
    (beep)