Yeah.. 'Member we bring the ink to life Genahsyde! Puffy gun empty, Tyler gun one in Puffy start run, a just the two a dem standing Puffy start run, a just the two a dem standing Anyway, Puffy drop And you know, Tyler nah itch fi buss the block Cyaan wait fi him turn over, crack him head back The block jam, the block jam, "not even a ratchet me no got" Sirens and car horn sound, a the cops Puffy just a listen fi the sound of the strap 'Member him a killer outta road so him no shock Him just a wonder, why him a wait so long fi make him heart stop Tyler squeeze off!, like a bomb buss, Puffy still conscious Head-back in pieces, "you reach in the wrong stuff" That Tyler tell him when he start fi turn him over Puffy losing too much blood, body getting colder Puffy waan fi look the killer straight inna him eye And Tyler waan fi see him face, two a dem a soldier Two a dem a 'par from baby stage... Two a dem a 'par from baby stage... Tyler cyaan believe and Puffy confused Tyler heart cold, but this a wrong move "We a 'par from back strap, marble, mackerel and rice No have one shirt and one shoes" "Cyaan believe me tek your life, me bredda" "Me fi protect your life, me bredda" "Even though you turned your back 'pon me, and I would never" "Left me inna jail fi rot, no dawg, that never clever" Tyler running, as him get him thoughts together "Me waan fi kill the boss and bun the cheddar" "Then shoot meself, it kinda rough fi live with this forever" "However, Puffy never genuine like leather" Tyler a killer And killer, and kill a though Tyler a killer And killer, and kill a though Tyler nah change, lowe dis tek Him go the nine night, fi show respect Anybody 'member him face and a move off key Him prepare fi bore him neck Puffy a him dawg, dawg till death Him go the funeral to show respect When him see, Puffy gyal a bawl, Puffy son a bawl [*Kisses teeth*] just so the thing set Tyler walk over, counting him steps Don't know wha' fi say, drowning in sweat Know inna himself, him nah nuh regret Touch Puffy youth and say, "The Lord gon' protect" And two a we a 'par from baby stage Suffering like slavery days Use to skip school fi smoke Craven A's Rough, that's the way we raised Dem never have no lady ways Puffy was the gangster though Tyler n'even pierce him ears Couple years pass, Puffy youth a grow now Puffy gyal figot him, that Tyler own now Tyler tun big don, start mek him own dough Plus him kill the boss, yeah, him I'm control now Him keep the link with Puffy youth, send the money now and then "Anything you waan you can call me phone, yo" "And tell your mother say, she's not alone, yo" Living the life, yeah, strapped up with the chrome though Anyway, Puffy and Tyler youth a 'par Strip club, Champagne, fastest of car Tyler start fuck the mother, plus she need help Cyaan do it by herself and the bills a stress her Puffy youth never like that Everyday him pray, "God bring me father life back" "Fuck college, man strapped up with a nice Glock" "Tell me folks me say, go up 'pon the corner when night drop" Till one day Puffy youth link Tyler, two a dem sidung and a build Puffy and Tyler was like bredda, him a teach him fi make mill Door knock, door knock, door knock, door fly "Pussyhole don' move or your dome fly!" Four guys dress up inna full black