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letra de chapter 3: death cheatin’ johnny - phat rob

verse: johnny laying down in a pool of blood
billy laying down in a pool of blood, his b-tch too
billy dead now, with his head down his b-tch too
johnny started blinking, & coughing, his hand twitched too
he got a his hole in dome & a hole in his cheek
holding the chrome knife in his palm, he got up he stumbling
now he hear the sirens they coming, adrenaline pumping
stumbling with a trail of blood out the house & into the street
next to the door was an accent table he grabbed the keys
a loud beep when he pressed the b-tton to billy’s jeep
hopped in the drivers seat, grabbed the gear & put it in d
off to the projects in a 25 doing 83
johnny letting his wound drip, goon sh-t
head shot a graze, the hole in his cheek, bullsh-t
johnny he could nurse a wound to health, no school sh-t
antiseptic cream, white wrap on top, no cool whip
a month later, the heat is cold, the street was told
about the double murder suicide, three people crucified
but everybody know billy ain’t really body johnny
police brushed it off, case was closed with a missing body
that’s johnny, he boutta be taking over the empire
took out the rest of the soldiers, took out the next guy up
couple months passed, johnny got clean, johnny’s not a fiend
johnny changed his name, johnny stacking green
remember back when johnny sat on the steps
plotting on his next move, plotting on billy’s death
gotta remember there’s always a youngin tryna collect profit
as quick as he got it, is as quick as they shot him, they k!lled him
bridge: call that n-gga dead body johnny now
ain’t no love, & no loyalty in the streets
sometimes you gotta play it easy, & try to do the right sh-t
the skull crack & billy story

hook: sometimes you gotta play your cards right & do the right thing
good stories ain’t always happy at the end
american greed, made a fiend murder his only friend
dead body johnny now, he gone with the wind
gotta play your cards right & do the right thing
good stories ain’t always happy at the end
american greed, made a fiend murder his only friend
dead body johnny now, he gone with the wind

- phat rob

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