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Bizzy [Police Officer]
Shhh! Shut up, nigga. Shut the fuck up, nigga.
Here they come. Here they come. Here they come,
nigga. Duck down, nigga. Duck down. Duck down.
Shit! [There they are.] Shit, come on, nigga. Come
on! [These assholes are nothin' for a stake out.]
Make a run for it. Nigga make a... [Freeze,
motherfucker!] Shit!
Bizzy [Krayzie]
I'm little Ripsta. I'm... [Leathaface comin' to
kill 'em at night.]ââ¬Â¦bye
Die, die, die! [So must we buck them studio
thugstas. I'm...]
Willin' and ready to ride.
Krayzie
Pop-pop! Droppin' them niggas with the glock,
done. Nigga, you best ah run, duckin' the shotgun,
leavin' 'em up off my block stunned. One eighty
seven lesson, and we done told you. You fuckin'
with Bone, you better believe we livin' like
soldiers. We droppin' that thugsta shit, so nigga
just throw your pumps in the air. Then you
pump-pump, put one in a copper like you just don't
care. You don't wanna fuck with, you don't wanna
buck with a realer nigga. Better check my
manuscript: drugdealer, killa, cap-wigs peeler.
Fuck with the Ripsta, #1 with the gun, come-come
get some. Senseless killa. Fifth dawg and posse,
run get gone. Fuck with the Bone, four niggas
strong, leave 'em alone 'til it be on. Krayzie put
one to your dome and nigga be thinkin' I'm wrong,
so go on. 'Cause nigga this sawed-off ain't full
of shit. Me lovin' to smoke tweed and me weed,
man. They givin' me what me need, man. When I
light my blunt, fold the niggas up in my hood, so
when we smoke-smoke-smoke, get paid good, so we
goin' blaze good.
So come to the Land where all the thugs be real.
Them St. Clair niggas, they ain't no joke so catch
a slug or chill, nigga.
Bizzy [Krayzie]
I'm little Ripsta. I'm... [Leather Face comin' to
kill 'em at night.]ââ¬Â¦bye
Die, die, die! [So must we buck them studio
thugstas. I'm...]
Willin' and ready to ride.
Bizzy [Police Officer]
[Lie down with your hands behind your back!] Naw
bitch, you lie your funky ass on the ground, now!
Reporter
The seemingly routine investigation had become a
horrible nightmare.
Bizzy
Runnin' with gats and bats, so nigga, don't test
Rest or you get a peeled cap. Pap-pap that pump,
better check that gun, 'fore a nigga done get that
skull cracked. Little' Rip didn't wanna! The
bigger the nigga the quicker get showed up. Let's
swerve to the burbs, set up a hold-up, so many
bodies me blowed up. Nuts, bucks, and guts, niggas
mistakin' they balls for dogs. All niggas'll get
mauled, no thang to pick up a pump and flip on all
y'all. And they'll never hold-up especially when
them roll, stop!. Bet I bringin' in them guns,
run, a thug get low down. You don't wanna get
nutted, 'cause nigga you gonna get bloody [bloody]
once you see the braids and skully. Cuttin' that
throat when I'm rippin' up somethin' lovely. What
is it in you, deeper than dead? And we get fried.
P.O.D.'d when a ganksta ride, creep, but you sleep
and then fall in the night. Once inside forgettin'
about remorse. Your curse will ride. Cry now when
you're ready to lie down. When I'm weak in a
mental state, somebody gonna die, now.
Meanwhile, swerve to the burbs.
Witnesses
Man, he just...all of a sudden, just jumped out
of the window. I didn't know what was goin' on.
I'm just walkin' by. Just got aââ¬âbought a bottle
of wine. I was walkin' by, and all I seen was him
jump when that lady yelled. [That was it.] I'm not
sure what happened.
Well, I saw his wife begging him, and she said,
Don't jump. And he did...wheeeeeew
Did you know the guy?
He sure had a problem. That's all I could tell
you.
All I seen was them put the lady in a police car
and take her away, I guess it was his wife.
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