College Boiz Production - Story (Part 2) lyrics

[Intro:] Yeah.. 'Member we bring the ink to life Genah Side! [Hook 2:] Puffy gun empty, Tyler gun one in Puffy start run, a just the two a dem standing... Puffy start run, a just the two a dem standing... Anyway, Puffy drop And you know, Tyler nah itch fi buss di block Cyaa wait fi him turn over, crack him head back Di block jam, di block jam, "not even a ratchet mi nuh got" Sirens and car horn sound, a di cops Puffy just a listen fi di sound of di strap Member him a k**er outta road so him nuh shock Him just a wonder, why him a wait so long fi make him heart stop Tyler squeeze off!, like a bomb buss Puffy still conscious Head-back in pieces, "you reach in the wrong stuff" Dat Tyler tell him when he start fi turn him over Puffy losing too much blood, body getting colder Puffy waan fi look di k**er straight inna him eye And Tyler waan fi see him face, two a dem a soldier Two a dem a 'par from baby stage... Two a dem a 'par from baby stage... Tyler cyaa believe and Puffy confused Tyler heart cold, but this a wrong move "We a 'par from back strap, marble, mackerel and rice, nuh have one shirt and one shoes" "Cyaa believe me tek your life, mi bredda" "Me fi protect your life, mi bredda" "Even though you turned your back pon me, and I would never" "Left me inna jail fi rot, no dawg, dat never clever" Tyler running, as him get him thoughts together "Me waan fi k** di boss and bun di cheddar" "Then shoot mi self, it kinda rough fi live with this forever" "However, Puffy never genuine like leather" Tyler a k**er And k**er, and k** a though Tyler a k**er And k**er, and k** a though Tyler nah change Low dis tek Him go di nye night, fi show respect Anybody 'member him face and a move off key, him prepare fi bore him neck! Puffy a him dawg, dawg 'til d**h Him go di funeral to show respect When him see, Puffy gyal a bawl, Puffy son a bawl *kisses teeth*, just so di ting set Tyler walk over, counting him steps Don't know wha' fi say, drowning in sweat Know inna himself, him nah nuh regret Touch Puffy youth and say, "Di lord gon' protect" And [Hook:] Two a we a 'par from baby stage Suffering like slavery days Use to skip school fi smoke Craven A's Rough, that's the way we raised Dem never have no lady ways Puffy was the gangster though Tyler n'even pierce him ears Couple years pa** Puffy youth a grow now Puffy gyal forgot him That Tyler own now Tyler tun big don, start mek him own now Plus him k** the boss, yeah, him I'm control now Him keep the link with Puffy youth, send the money now and then "Anything you waan you can call me phone yo" "And tell yuh mother say, she's not alone yo" Living the life, yeah, strapped up with the chrome Anyway Puffy and Tyler youth a 'par Strip club, Champagne, fastest of car Tyler start f** di mother, plus she need help Cyaa do it by herself and di bills a stress har Puffy youth nuh like that Everyday him pray, "God bring mi father life back" "f** college, man strapped up with a nice Glock" "Tell me folks me say, go up pon di corner when night drop" 'Til one day Puffy youth link Tyler, two a dem sidung and a build Puffy and Tyler was like bredda, him a teach him fi make mill *knocks* Door knock *knocks* Door knock *knocks* Door knock *knocks* Door fly! "p**yhole don' move or your dome fly!" 4 guys dress up inna full black