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[Sheek Louch] A'yo four shots let off, black truck sped off Big shit, tryna take a motherfuckin head off A'yo hold up man, let me take y'all back to the begining Let y'all know what happend that night, listen I don't even know these niggaz hangin in front Usually we woulda been asked them what do they want What they came here for, this is 354 What you tryna get some gas or some shit from the store But nobody asked these motherfuckers what do they want It was bitin, mad traffic, the first of the month It was me, Chep, Bizzy and Hit B.G. and Lickalone and yeah I think Earth was there and shit And a few other niggaz in and out of the buildin Tryin to catch every sell but not to children Got a sixty of that yack in the store in the back Chep about to go home and get more of his pack Jake ain't fuckin wit us, what's the miracle Niggaz moms ex heads now turn spiritual Wanna preach to us talk about Christ And how fuck sand, how he could bring the beach to us That's when I noticed niggaz still outside Hoody on with some shades like they tryna hide So I cocked the hammer then I walked to 'em No beef, just a friendly little talk to 'em Listen