Call It What You Want

(Talking)
Heres a story
About a *****
About a *****
I once ****ed wit
Now I want yall to listen real close
****s a trip
Peep game
Used to have a ***** that was true to life to me
Damn near a wife to me
The *** ** was just right for me
Stood by my side
Used to help me wit my hustle
Down to pack straps and a cap if we had a tustle
I used to trust her wit my riches
I be in the kitchen cookin chickens
While she be washin dishes 150,000 in the attic
Pager blowin up all night, my ***** never gave a ***** static
I used to make her mad enough to kill
Lipstick on the front of my draws, man my ***** was real
Cuz she never stole nothin
Gaffled by the
FEDs 3 4 times and never told nothin
But wait My ***** is gettin distant on me
No more back rubs and kisses
Whats happenin wit my little misses
Too sleepy for the *** play
Now whats really going on the same **** the next day
Damn I know she wouldnt **** around
Still I taps all my phones and records every ****in sound
Conversations wit her homegirl but nothin major
I duplicates the cap code to her pager
Now i recieves every beat
Cuz Ill be damned if my ***** goin be playin me cheap (Chorus)
Call it what you want but
I gotta know
If my ***** ****s around then my ***** gots to go (Repeat 2x)
Week and a half flies by and now
I Cant trust my ***** doin ****
Track her through the mall, the cleaners, and the nail shop
The grocery store,and the health food spot
Dub you trippin
I say to myself
Is she all that?
Im on my ***** ass like
Im lo jack
Just hold that
I dont really like when she be callin her best friend
Pull up on the lot in a black
Benz I could smell it homie
Its goin down
These ***** es bout to flirt wit some *****s and clown
Followed they ass to the
Mo-Mo Oh no
Damn this ****s for real
Now just imagine how a ***** feal
Cuz I been livin wit a hoe
And worse than that a mutha****a didnt know
She gots to go
I hit the chronic cuz
Im on a mission
Im havin visions
Of two dead *****es missin
Christmas
I cant take it no more
I ***** my strap ?takes flight ?
And kick the ****in hinges off the door
I skimmed the room with the infared
And finds my ***** and her best friend naked in the water bed (Chorus)
Now Im confused
I puts my heat down
Mouth open like a mutha****a takes a seat now (?wes now?)
How long you been ****in her?
I aint know yo ass was on ****
Got me thinkin bout ? ?
She said I trust her like you trust me
If you trust we
Then us three could be livin in harmony
I gets to thinkin bout the ***** and the riches
**** it I guess
I got two down *****es (Chorus) (Talking)
Ha yeah Tell ya about these little stank ass scrags
Aint ****
I got two of em now
**** em One for this braid right here
One for this braid right here
Gotta lick this middle one
**** yall
WC CJ Mac