One nigga found dead in the bayou

That's the beginning of this story that I'm telling you

I was in the 9 tre smokin' a spliff on the strip

Seen a little cutie with some bootie..stop to shoot the shit

She was on my dick cause in the hood I had a little rank

She was the kind of ho tryin' to take a nigga for his bank

But what she did not know a nigga had a plan for that

Take her out to dinner then knock that ass up in my cadillac

All of a sudden, my beeper started buzzin' on the side of me

The code read 33..I knew it was MJG

Step to the mobile phone..G was talkin' crazy

This ho heard some niggas say them laws are out to get me

That night, I was dumpin that bitch in the ditch

Did not know that I was doin it in the presence of a snitch

Got dope from the scenery..thinkin I was scot-free

And now, I'm duckin and dodgin tryin to keep it low-key

Spliffed-out, ridin in my hooptie on cloud 9

Doin about 50 when a nigga pass 1-Time

Now they got a nigga faced-down on the sidewalk

Talkin all that punk ass rookie pig cop talk

What was in my pocket..Grabbin all my money and my beeper

Ramblin through my car, the pigs found my 9mm

Now, I'm in the county callin G to come and get me

Wandering who is the snitch callin these laws tryin to sell me out

Oh no! My mind is getting paranoid

A nigga can't even trust his own homeboys

As a result, I'm always alone

except for some of the hoes I bone

Most of the time, I watch the news while I get my smoke on

Thousands after thousands on a lawyer who ain't doin shit

Locked up in this house a nigga 'bout to have a fuckin fit

Last night, I seen my face on the news..G

Some nigga who worked for me..slipped and lost an uzi

Now, I'm on the run..livin like a fugitive

I thought to myself on the run ain't no way to live

I thought I'd party hard and smoke and drank this century

Now, I'm slowly dyin in this penetentery...

NO MERCY...NIGGA