True Story
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OG Boobie Black
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The story goes on about my life in the game.
My past been a motherfucker, but it ain't no pain.
My life is at risk, but I'm still in the bricks.
Committed murders in ninety-one niggas want to send hits.
Got banged up in the N.O. with a K.
Stop busting back and got that bitch ass nigga out my way.
I'm laying on the ground, I'm 'bout to die, this shit is real.
I'm in the blood pool with my hand on my steel.
I'm mad as a motherfucker, bleeding like a hole.
My neck and liver still smoking from them shells I got off.
Here comes the ambulance and them fucking five-O's.
They asking many questions but I act like I don't know.
I'm on my way to the hospital holding on.
The paramedics telling me I gotta be strong.
I wonder will I die, that's what the fuck I'm thinking.
I know I'm fucked up because I see my arm hanging.
We at our destination, my body's in pain.
The nurses and the doctors trying to find out my name.
They sending me to surgery, they saying I'm in critical.
I'm laying on the table with my body full of holes.
The doctor got a gas mask putting it on my face.
I'm getting kinda sleepy, but I'm trying to stay awake.
This shit that I'm stressing, this motherfucking real.
You living by the steel, you die by the steel.
I hope that I will make it to see another day.
Lord knows if I do a lot of niggas gonna pay.
I put that on my family, you bitches better know.
But if I gotta go, I gotta go, I gotta go for show.
See that's what it is.
When you in that field, you see the killer get killed.
You heard me? When I was getting it in, niggas was killing.
This shit is hectic, I'm on the life support.
I'm looking at my people, my body full of dope.
Tubes everywhere from my nose to my dick.
I'm real fucked up with this hospital shit.
My motherfucking arm, they had to amputate it.
They said they couldn't save it cause the ligaments were shredded.
A lot of fucking flowers, a lot of fucking cards.
A lot of fucking business from all kind of bros.
I'm getting fucking word, my niggas want in work.
Another homicide, a nigga kicked in the dirt.
A few months later, I'm feeling kinda better.
I'm ready for the streets and I'm down for whatever.
Gotta prove that Mack-11 in the tech, I'm about that fucking drama.
I hit the street to the project looking for my enemy or niggas in his click.
I heard when I got shot up, they was all talking shit.
So niggas disrespected cause I'm coming with the heat.
I'm about retaliation, putting you six feet deep.
My gang's gonna pressure, you get the fucking picture.
And motherfucking why the world you're gonna miss you or you're a dead nigga.
And that's what it is, you heard me?
Nigga don't do no name dropping.
Nigga doing more popping off the motherfucking gun than any motherfucking thing.
The streets know what it is.
Be that.
