The Bloody Hit

Hell.. I do not know what me and my Gee was getting into    
All I know we were supposed to have met the Crips and their crew      
The exchange of the payoff dope was near a cemetery      
I’m from the hood and we make a drive pickup in the night, strapped up, and in solidarity      
Out the Hummer me and my boys      
Pulling back the hammer on our weapons of some high-powerful toys      
The scene looked like a set up from the start      
Fog swirling around my Vera Wang stilettos, we knee deep in the dusk of dark      
I told my crew anything moves strange shoot the bitch straight in the heart      
No names will be remembered in this game      
      
All I sudden we saw what looked like some robbers looting some graves      
If nothing else, tonight this Queen about to get paid      
It smelt like old money all that gold shinning      
My Queen... it looks like someone got caught stealing and mining      
Gee shot in the air and shouted to their backs don’t nobody fucking move      
And don’t pay that hero act shit, nobody here got nothing to lose, or prove        
        
We held them hostage while they continued to dig deep      
A foul stench hit our noses I told them they stop digging their blood will be the next drops to the soil that seeps      
        
The next thing I glimpsed, and I swear this on Bulldog's death      
I was swarmed by some zombified bitches with some stank ass breath      
Mumbling some shit about am I the Ghost      
I don’t tell people a damn thing, dead or alive and that goes for my zip code      
A bullet went in the kneecap to slow these motherfuckers down      
My crew running and shooting, shell casing dropping, bullets dodging behind headstones, a gunbattle with the dead, we went round for round      
I checked my chamber, stood up, you wanna play that dead man walking bullshit        
Popping heads off with centered chest hits      
        
Well say hello to my little friend      
I lifted my 40-caliber handgun from my thigh holster and fired off a series of rounds and I be damn      
Those ancient hellraiser dicks and clits still prowled and stood in their stance      
Gee, shouldered his Bazooka and off went a torpedo shot      
He took all the zombies to the dirt, and I took the remaining standing out with my Glock            
Blood and guts were flying everywhere      
Fucked up my salon curled hair      
The grave robbers where nowhere to be found      
They left the bag of gold and relics behind and fled without a sound      
You got any more rounds, My Queen, I’m out      
I got two vails of acid let’s show these dead fucks who got the earthly clout      
Go for it        
I threw them up hoping to their faces it drips      
Gee shot the two glasses and let it rip      
All we saw was corpses smoking, some were burning      
My crew hacking skeletons' bones, the scene had my stomach churning      
        
We heard sirens in the background      
Everywhere looking around      
Those night crawlers begin taking cover      
Rushing in the dirt, sealing up their own holes, not a touch of earth was left to smother      
Gee.. don’t ask, my Queen..        
We will wake up and realize this shit was all a make-believe dream      
In the meantime, let’s bounce      
Yeah, I do not want to get caught on me more than an ounce    
     
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