Timothy Lyrics
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Once upon a time in a neighborhood not far away
Was a dude named Timothy, he tried to steal a car a day
He kept a screwdriver close by, he did autotheft
Got with a lil crew & now he not doing it by himself
One day timothy broke in a truck, quarter million bucks
What the fuck, crazy luck, now he think he rich as
fuck.
They hit the mall bought it all jordans, bellies,
pellet jackies
Six slugs in his grill, all the hoes throwing pussy at
him
Little did he know that dat dough came from black & joe
Joe from down on coasta ave & all he did was slang the
snow
So joe sent black with scraps & goons to catch 'em at
his momma home
Rang the bell, then 'ventually put two shots in his
momma dome.
Heres a little story bout a boy that hit licks
Dope man, dope man, gimme all the bricks
Zone 6 niggas are always hard.
Don talk that trash cause we'll pull your card.
Heres a little story bout a boy that hit licks
Dope man, dope man, gimme them bricks
Zone 6 niggas are always hard
Don talk that trash cause we'll pull your card.
Oh shit Tim mad as fuck, angry as a bitch
He didn't know, he didn't give a thought it'll turn
like this.
Now he mad, man he really mad & he want revenge
And he vows on his mama life he gone do 'em in.
Now he lying down coasta ave, black ain't hard to find.
There they go black & joe & murdas' on his mind.
So he let loose the fucking gage, everbody flees.
And he catch black straight in his back, he on his
knees.
Joe was bussin' like a fuckin Russian he barely
escaped.
But his right hand man is bleeding too death in his
face.
Tim's gone, he back at the spot, holding on his scrap.
And he know that ain't nothin' he can do to bring her
back.
Heres a little story bout a boy that hit licks
Dope man, dope man, gimme all the bricks
Zone 6 niggas are always hard.
Don talk that trash cause we'll pull your card.
Heres a little story bout a boy that hit licks
Dope man, dope man, gimme them bricks
Zone 6 niggas are always hard
Don talk that trash cause we'll pull your card.
Now b & joe don't give a fuck no more, he can't even
love no more.
He took 40 g's up out his stack, & set kill tim & his
crew.
Now timothy is laying low, that quarter mills not here
no more.
His momma she not here no more, & black will never
breath fo sho'.
He drinking gin & blowing dro. he sadder than he ever
been.
He looks at his whole crew, then thinks to himself we
were never friends.
He can't run away from this, he don't got no where to
go.
Plus the police looking for 'em. they was watching
black & jo.
Damn what can he do this shit is real.
Cause if he make the wrong mistake, then he'll get
killed.
Hopped in the car, him & his boys he so confused.
High speed chase, they crashed it down, just watch it
on the news.
Heres a little story bout a boy that hit licks
Dope man, dope man, gimme all the bricks
Zone 6 niggas are always hard.
Don talk that trash cause we'll pull your card.
Heres a little story bout a boy that hit licks
Dope man, dope man, gimme them bricks
Zone 6 niggas are always hard
Don talk that trash cause we'll pull your card.