Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Da Story, artist - SOLE. Date of issue: 27.08.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Da Story |
| I’m going home, I’m tired |
| I got a session tomorrow |
| You high you buggin the fuck out |
| I’m out |
| You out? |
| I’m out |
| Holla at ya man tomorrow |
| Aight I’ll get up with you tomorrow |
| You get up with me tomorrow? |
| Aight I’m going up in here |
| Coming out of 112 one late night |
| Seen some scandalous hoes in my eye sight |
| Now being the bitch I am, payed it no mind |
| Gave niggaz that then hoped in the ride |
| Pulled out the heat from under the seat |
| Make sure the doors locked and the guns cocked |
| Pulled out the lock |
| Now I’m leavin the spot |
| Made a right on Cheser Bridge |
| Now I’m rollin down the block |
| Floatin across 80 by north |
| I seen some headlights rollin tight behind the Porche |
| MotherFucker bumped my shit |
| Oh now it’s on |
| Thinkin it’s an accident |
| Though I could be wrong |
| Payin myself if niggaz really want it |
| Hit another exit so a bitch wouldn’t get cornered |
| Couldn’t keep going, niggaz will follow you home |
| Smack you with the chrome and take everything you own |
| I was taught better than that |
| So I grabs the gat |
| Holds my own |
| Don’t need no one to watch my back |
| Lookin towards the heavens through the sun roof |
| Shit, I know I ain’t untouchable and I know I ain’t bullet proof |
| But I’ll put it on these niggaz if need be |
| Your dead, On some two to you chest and two to your head |
| Lord please don’t let it go there |
| All I see is a BP and I’m in the middle of nowhere |
| I’m ready for whatever and I know the routine |
| Before I get out the whip I check the gun magazine |
| Hoped out like «What the fuck ya’ll got to be crazy» |
| Some tall nigga talkin bout «Yo hold on baby, it was just an accident» |
| I can’t believe this happening |
| Then I see the Cherokee pull up in the back of him |
| Now I’m really on p |
| Oh, that’s them same bitches from the club that was grilling me |
| So I pulled out the fifth |
| You niggaz coming for me |
| Money had his hands up, I smacked him with the heat |
| Thats when one bitch hoped out the jeep, I fired a shot |
| I missed her |
| But it cornered the drivers side and hit her sister |
| I ducked behind my whip |
| Bitch still popping |
| Wait for her to stop so I can hit her with a hot one |
| It’s getting hard to maneuverer |
| I kicked my heels off |
| Had him knocked out |
| Stumbled to his shit and them he peeled off |
| Perfect distraction |
| GS is passin |
| I rose platinum sounded like a round of applause |
| I pack a line when a cock it back and I rore’s |
| Now I’m the type that will get at the drama to it’s gone |
| You bitches wanna dance then they playin our song |
| I’m done fucking with you |
| Jumped behind the dumpster |
| Reload the pistol |
| Pucker up until it kiss ya |
| I can’t explain why this is going on |
| But tonight ot’s on |
| Fuck who right and fuck who wrong |
| I got you in my sight, gun in my palm |
| Surprisingly calm |
| Lick of a shot, hit her in the arm |
| She running got my gun hot |
| Try to escape she pulled her dead friend out of the driver’s side |