One day he was chillin' with his boys on the block
Smokin' some blunts when they spotted a cop
The gang dashed to the car, it was bullet-proof black
So the little kid ran and jumped into the back
Homie stepped on the wheel as the squad took off flyin'
Cop started chasin' and threw on the siren
Shawty leaned out the window, was holdin' his gat
Aimed down the sightings and fired right back
Bullets were piercing the police window shield
Cop had to dodge em' like out in the field
But yo the crew's driver was on some wack shit
Cause he spun that ride out and slammed into a whip
Boys hopped out that joint and made way for the yards
Yo meanwhile the kid was still stuck in that car
Cop pulled him out, slapped the cuffs on his wrists
While Shawty was standing there hopeless and pissed
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Shawty
Short StoryA quick little tale about a kid from my old hood. The streets reeled him in like a fish on a hook, never daring to let go of his once promising life. Last time we heard, he was doing some serious time in jail. Sometimes, I wonder how he's doing. Mos...
