| Lyrics: | What do we have here?
One very dead brotha, five gun shot wounds, four to the chest. Name was Tim or
sumin, recognize it from the neighborhood. Drug related.
Holding anything?
Found what appears to be 20 oz on him.
Kills him, but leaves the drugs.
Wasn't about tha drugs. Someone's sendin a message.
9mm.
Weapon of choice. Close range.
Yeah, too close for comfort.
Hey I'm headin back to the house, u want me to book those narcotics for ya?
Thats fine by me.
You start tryin to get statements from these people here, see if u can get an
eyewitness.
Ok. |
