Stop The Gunfight (R&B Version)

[Notorious B.I.G]

Check it, I grew up a fuckin screwup

Got introduced to the game, got a ounce and fuckin blew up

Choppin rocks overnight

The nigga Biggie Smalls tryin ta turn into the black Frank White

[Trapp]

It's a red light

How many homies got to die tonight

Stop the gunfight

I can feel it

Somebodys tryin' to start up a fight

Come on and peep game

But ya cannot cease the blame

And if u ask me

It's a damn shame

We be takin' lives that we can't replace

Over B.S. that don't make sense

We gotta get better than this

We started fightin' at our own risk

It was something we could resist

It's a red light

How many homied got to die tonight

[Notorious B.I.G]

We had to grow dreads to change our description

Two cops on the milk box missin

Show they toes you know they got stepped on

A fist full of bullets a chest full of Teflon

Run from the police picture that, nigga I'm too fat

I fuck around and catch a asthma attack (heavy breathing)

That's why I bust back, it don't phase me

When he drop, take his Glock, and I'm Swayze

Summer break, my escape, sold the Glock, bought some weight

Laid back, I got some money to make, motherfucker

[2Pac]

From tha 5-0

Duckin and dodgin in my survival

The Benzo and I let off with my nine

I'm movin swifter than the next nigga, no time for sex

Cause in my mind all I wonder is who's next

Nigga, my homey slipped and now he pays the price

He did a driveby, sixteen, now he's doin triple life

Tell me is it me or my upbringin

I split that dove shit

Nigga motherfuck singin, I hope you got your Timberlands

On tight, cause I ain't givin up

I'd rather duck these motherfuckers all night

I'm runnin' through the projects, beyotch

They'll never catch me

Cause I'm lock and trigger happy on the, seotch

Don't say you never heard of me, til they murder me, I'm a legend

Do Thug Niggas go to heaven?

I'm rollin with the thorough heads

We gettin ghost on them hoes and yo

I got no love for the 5-0 I'm runnin' from the police

[Trapp]

Stop the gunfight

I can feel it

Somebodys tryin' to start up a fight

Come on and peep game

But ya cannot cease the blame

And if you ask me

It's a damn shame

We be takin' lives that we can't replace

You got swishers in your system

Juice up in you

Now you're ready to get lose

Over what he said

Over what she said

Now somebody gotta end up dead