Mach-Hommy
Corey
[Intro]
Yeah
This n***a Corey man
Wild ass n***a
More than meets the eye though right?
You already know

[Verse 1]
Corey rolled out of bed, played Biggie Smalls’ “Victory”
You know he just convinced the feds, how literally, the gold in the benz was a friend’s, yall kidding me?
Think he gon slide that easy next hearing?
That .50 in a clip give big shit was blaring
He did about [?] clips can’t prepare him
For possible indictments to come
Son took a break for some water, organized his gun
(At my single, unleash hell)
The feds blew his door of the hinges
And make no mistake none at all, Larry Davis has his vengeance
He ride for his neighbor independence
His only wrongdoing was his balls
Behavior authentic
The [?] mutilate the call [?]
N***a done having his fun, later for your grimace
Ice grill, whatever you call it
You wanna act stife, fuck your life, to him you [?]
Shittin’ in ya mouth like German pornos calling [?]
Begging father time for some more dough
If money is time yo, crime outta buy it he [?] it
[?] wanna try it
You don’t wanna live like Corey lil n***a how you figure?
They kidnapped his boy at the sitter’s
Never seen his baby mom’s since
His head is mad heavy with the way she pour gravy on the grits with the fish

[Interlude]
Yo what up son?
-ayo, yo you heard what happened to Corey n***a?

Yeah yeah, what happened n***a?

-ight bet, matter fact you know who Corey I’m talking about

Yeah yeah from 2-11

-Corey from 2-11

Yeah that n***a that was going to court for that shit right?

-yeah ight bet, ight, so basically what happened was, yo, like, the n***a, i don’t know, shorty was telling me that they just ran up in a n***a spot like, 3, 3, 3-4

Yo word?

-Yeah like 3-4 ninjas and shit
Yeah this n***a start wylin and poppin’ off and shit

Ha! That n***a stupid

-N***a, n***a hit like one, threw his ice in the microwave

Whaaat?

-All type of crazy shit

Ice?

-Shit blew up, like yo son
I don’t really know exactly what happened

Yeah

-But yo, I was watching the news son, that shit sound crazy

[Verse 2]
He dropped to the kitchen floor, marine style
Looking like he shot n***as before
Plottin’ on a scheme now
Calculator distance in time between a microwave and hallway
Know it was fine he knew his life was never more safe
He put his bracelet on high, microwaves made his ices like a laser no lie
All you heard was a boom
Police came running fast soon, they panic from the blast that soon
Zero visibility regards stay blunted are you kidding me?
He knew the nature of smoke, and play enemy at the gates
Poppin’ off and clappin’ jakes
Corey stay low, keep breathing Paul, that’s the way
Jetted down the hallway mean, well he was offset
Tripped on his tennis shoe string fell and broke his neck
More respect one love king
You a soldier vet
No more spittin’ in a rover with your old connect
Corey
Damn, Corey
Damn