Shakey Dog Starring Lolita

I had my eyes squinched up tryin' to get through the fog

Pullin' up mad slow blunted, passin' police cars

I saw one two three bodies

Blood mixed with the rain ran through the gutter

That's the work of a tommy

But then I heard it was the work of a mami

Spanish chick bad, about five six, long hair, red Jag

Kinda bowlegged, Chanel sweatpants, she thick

She love her some pussy, don't really give a fuck about dick

That's when I got the call, yo Tone come to the shop

Some fire jumped, chill I'm about to pull in the lot

Lowered the tunes, pulled the Benz keys out the ignition

Brushed the ashes off my blazer then finished my Guinness

So then I walked in, seen the God shufflin' cards

Spades game, it's goin' down, he lost a couple of yards

Peace Lord, how your physical?

He upstate miserable

Stressed, doin' a thousand sets

But yo check the visuals

I'm at this hotel in Queens

Me and Charene getting' slow necked

That's live, I couldn't finish the bean

Gotta a phone call, seen the whole bitch face fall

Dope fiend look like the bitch swallowed an eight ball

They talkin' about killin' ya man's and them

That kid from Staten, his jewels is tough, his robes is satin

Yo that's my heart Tone; yea yea he killed the captain

What nationality nigga? The kid was Latin

It happened uptown, broad day, right in Manhattan

I was shoppin' with my home girl, Leona with acne?

But you know what, Flaco meets Lolita

Flew in, she from Medayeen, he deaded her uncle over them seventeen bricks

Niggas ain't slick, niggas is dicks

Y'all got beef for life now cause that bitch is a trick

Ay yo fuck that, close the gate

And lower the shade

Then a shot popped off

Hit lil' bro in his fade

And then I see him dropped his clippers

He dipped with the quickness

It was Lolita black down yo

With four other bitches

He had a nasty hammer, fat ass

Her tits was bananas

Yo the clip was ninety shot

She lit up the cameras

So then I bugged out, ran up the steps

Yo I got hit in the leg

He shot back, hit one bitch in her breast

Under the pinball game aimin'

It's foggy and rainin'

My jewels is clangin'

Yo Tone tuck your chain in

She shootin' like she wanted a payment

Throwin' bullets like Joe Nameth, yellin'

Yo it's all entertainment

Where y'all girls at? Where ya'll pussies at?

Thought y'all bang on Gaten Island?

I killed three things on Staten Island

Take that!

You fuckin' with me huh?!

That's all you got babyyyyyy?

Hold that! Motherfuckaaaaa!

Yea! You on Staten Island now nigga!

Now where the fuck is your brain at now ho?

You fuckin' with me, brains is all over the wall like Velcro

I fuck your pussy while you die slow

Wake up! You cock suckin' ass maricon

That's what you get for killin' Frankie

Tony Starks, Tony Starks drop you weapons now

Put your weapons down or we will shoot

Ay yo Rae I got this

I ain't surrenderin', they gon hang me

You know what it do, yo I love you

Say peace to my kids, say peace to my wiz

I ain't goin' to jail

Fuck it's on G, let's get...FUCK Y'ALL NIGGAS!