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A Chicago Story
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RondoNumbaNine
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I met him back when I was biddin' He was walking parole Just tryna get up out the county Fightin a body, who told was still a mystery He ain’t get caught up with no pole Ain’t leave no traces on the scene For years the case had been cold I think he was like 19 I was 'bout 2 I had been down for 5 years Had a few more to go I used to drop gems on him 'cause he served in them lows But that max yard in Menard was on a whole nother mode I tore the visiting room down every week a Fa sho He hollin' put me in the car I’m likе "F**k it let’s roll" I had my shorty hook 'em up with some friеnds it was gold Ain’t have the game to save his life but swore his mackin was cold I was on the yard with board members when I got the word That he had went in front them board members He was on his way back to the county no parole hold They couldn’t violate him that offense date was old old Bro nem they was posed to make his bond That’s what gang say a**et to his block He ran them jabs through that gangway He ain’t just come pop up in the hood, he was a mainstay Opps slide, he outside, slidin' back the same day Even on a rain day, even though he knew he had a snake in the gra** He couldn’t leave the streets alone 'cause he was chasin that bag And that was making it mad 'cause being charged with the murder gave a target to the family of the n***a he smashed His victim had a bigger brother he was hood rich He used to f**k with his big homie on some hood sh*t But they fell out over a debt he ain’t make good with It never even crossed him mind the n***a could switch And like I said before that murder had been unsolved That whole table turned around with just one call He ain’t show up to work his block they thought he runned off The lil homie mentioned he was hot and might’ve ducked off Now shorty tweakin' cause his name out on the radar He put a switch up on his Glock like "F**k a AR" His mama still live in the hood so he can’t stray far His only move is kill them n***as first whoever they are He got a call from his big homie about running a line Agreed to take the job to work off what he owe from the bond Sent me a kite and said he had a lot of sh*t on his mind The events I’m describing next went down 'fore I could respond He hit the block, went to his spot to put his sh*t in the stash Leaned over and when he stood up all he heard was blast a couple more And just that fast they left my lil homie leaking stretched out in the gra** No time to pray or repent It went down in a flash was dead 'fore he knew wat happened Plus the shooter was masked word is his victim brother dropped like 200 cash They even paid for the bond they wanted shorty that bad His big homie and dude was close they squared away that lil trash And on the strength of they past They made lil homie the past The crazy part is they the reason why the lil n***as clashed The wrong sh*t was said in cla** and sh*t lil homie crashed I know what you talkin’ about But it’s like you know how this sh*t go It just be the wrong motherf**kers around you Certain n***as just be lame as hell But man like I say man I can’t express you know the grat**ude on bro You know I- you know what it is man I already know how you coming But I just gotta let you know that man On bro you know a mf gonna definitely get to it When mf get back
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