Listen up gangstas and hunnies wit ya hair done 
Pull up a chair hun and put it in the air son 
Dawg, whatever they call you god just listen 
I spit a story backwards, its starts at the endin'... 

The bullet goes back in the gun 
The bullet holes closin' the chest of a nigga now he back to square one 
Screamin "shoot don't please" 
I put my fifth back on my hip 
Its like a vcr rewindin a hit 
He put his hands back on his bitch 
My caravan doors open up 
I jump back in the van and close it shut 
Go in reverse fully prepared 
My nigga jungle utters something crazy like "go he there" 
Sittin back in this chair, we hittin' the roach 
The smoke goes back in the blunt, the blunt gets bigger in growth 
Jungle unrolls it, puts his weed back in the jar 
The blunt turns back into a cigar 
We listenin to stevie, it sounds like heavy metal fans 
Spinnin records backwards of ac/dc 
I give my nigga's that, jump out the van back first 
Back upstairs took off the black shirt 
Im in the crib with the phone on my ear 
Listen up so y'all can figure out the poem real clear 
The voice on the phone was like "outside right we" 
So with my mouth wide holdin my heat 
Bullets I had plenty to squeeze, plenty for ya 
Cause jungle said "block ya on enemies up" 
Hung up the phone then the phone ring 
Im layin in the bed thinkin bout this pretty young thing 
Who left she came back, her clothes just fell to the rug 
She fell to my bed and gave me a hug 
I told her "no hell" she talkin bout "me kiss" 
Bobed her head and spit a nut back in my dick 
Started suckin with no hands a whole lot of spit 
Then got up and put her bra back on her tit 
Got fully dressed and told me "stressed really I'm" 
Picked up her gucci bag and left a nigga behind 
Walkin through the door, she rang the bell twice 
I vomited, vodka back in my glass with juice and ice 
The clock went back from 3 to 2 to 1 
And thats about the time the story begun 
Thats when I first heard the voice mail on the cell 
It said "son we found that nigga we gotta kill" 
(beep)(message) 
Aiyo son, yo son you hear me, you hear me 
Listen man, this dude right on the block 
Right now man, I found him right now 
I see him right now, lets kill him 
(beep)(answering machine) 
Yo this nas, leave it peace 
(beep)