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phat rob - chapter 2: crackhead johnny lyrics
verse: crackhead johnny on a quest for his next hit
you know the next suck on a glass d_ck & his next l!ck
he on the steps in the projects he need some bread quick
& i ain’t breakfast there’s only rocks on his checklist
now he plotting to sticky profit in billy pockets
& johnny been watching, he know about 9 o’clock
when they close up shop, billy jump in his ride
& head to a hottie crib, around the corner from his mommy live, he got this sh_t
9’oclock hits, billy crew done left the corner
they gone need a coroner, johnny’s convinced this guy’s a goner
now billy’s off to the shawty crib to end his night
& johnny’s off to the shawty crib to end his life
now johnny creeping in the bushes like a dirty f_ck
with dirty thoughts, johnny’ll k!ll a n_gga for 30 bucks
proceeded up the driveway to the nice house
black hoodie on mean mugging with his knife out
snuck around the back by the time they turned all the lights out
back window got visual to the front door
alarm box, green light on means the alarm’s not
it’s on pops, johnny boutta catch a body right now
open up the patio door, quietly, silently
he’s a thief in the night with a knife in time for the robbery
creeping through kitchen, game face on a mission
he know where they at cause upstairs the tv playing the simpsons
plot twisted, plot thickened, change the play
johnny made a mistake cause billy got surveillance tape
billy done peeped the camera system now there’s anger in him
a bit of confusion johnny used to be his man’s in prison
until he hit the streets, & then he, put the pipe to his lips
& started tripping & fell victim to hard addiction
a stickup kid, a kid that do stickups he robbing n_ggas
til he changed from robber to gun popper he popping n_ggas
that being said johnny brought a knife to the gun fight
knowing that billy strapped he not the only one that bust pipes
billy handed a strapped to his girl & told her b_tch get ready
johnny approaching the bedroom door, billy palms are sweaty
billy swung open the door & pick the gat up
he blast one in his cap & shouted at him “you a f_g son”
put the gat to his d_ck eater & hit another
closed casket forgot that billy could be a sick f_cker
billy shawty under the cover beside the bed
she took a peek & peeped a tattoo on johnny’s hand
started screaming, crying, repeating you shot him dead
he didn’t expect, crackhead johnny his b_tches brother
bang, bang, shot billy hit fatal
bang, bang, you shot my brother, i f_cking hate you
bang, bang, she got no family, nothing to lose now
double homicide, suicide on the news now
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