Smoke One Productions - No Mercy lyrics

One n***a found dead in the bayou That's the beginning of this story that I'm telling you I was in the 9-tre smokin' a spliff on the strip Seen a little cutie with some bootie..stop to shoot the sh** She was on my dick cause in the hood, I had a little rank She was the kind of ho tryin' to take a n***a for his bank But what she did not know, a n***a had a plan for that Take her out to dinner then knock that a** up in my cadillac All of a sudden, my beeper started buzzin' on the side of me The code read 33..I knew it was MJG Step to the mobile phone..G was talkin' crazy This ho heard some n***as say them laws are out to get me That night, I was dumpin that b**h in the ditch Did not know that I was doin it in the presence of a snitch Got dope from the scenery..thinkin I was scot-free And now, I'm duckin and dodgin tryin to keep it low-key Spliffed-out, ridin in my hooptie on cloud 9 Doin about 50 when a n***a pa** 1-Time Now they got a n***a faced-down on the sidewalk Talkin all that punk a** rookie pig cop talk What was in my pocket..Grabbin all my money and my beeper Ramblin through my car, the pigs found my 9mm Now, I'm in the county callin G to come and get me Wandering who is the snitch callin these laws tryin to sell me out Oh no! My mind is getting paranoid A n***a can't even trust his own homeboys As a result, I'm always alone Except for some of the hoes I bone Most of the time, I watch the news while I get my smoke on Thousands after thousands on a lawyer who ain't doin sh** Locked up in this house a n***a 'bout to have a f**in fit Last night, I seen my face on the news..G Some n***a who worked for me..slipped and lost an uzi Now, I'm on the run..livin like a fugitive I thought to myself on the run ain't no way to live I thought I'd party hard and smoke and drank this century Now, I'm slowly dyin in this penetentery... NO MERCY...ni**a!!