another Supa short

I was just chill’in roll’in up the "roll-o"
About to smog out the candy Chevy "4-doe"
When little momma sent me a suggestive photo
Of her pretty-in-pink, got me to think’in, so
I made a quick U-turn at the intersection
Stopped by CVS and got the Magnum protection
Got to her house, she put her brain on my erection
About an hour later I had another dime in my collection

LL inspired short

When we’re alone in her room, I’m beat’in down sugar walls
I know her roommate is sick and tired of hearing my name being called
Tell’in me that I’m that Nigga and I smash it so good
She calls me Supa da lumberjack cause I bring muchwood

There I was kill’in old girl from the back
When her roommate came in and asked, “Can I have a crack!”
For the first time that night I didn’t know what to do
Cause the protection I was wearing was fill’in up with goo
“I need a new glove…”

my tool

my right wrist gets a little heavy but it’s not from any bling
it’s from constantly hold’in my tool and make’in it sing
steady buck’in at snakes and backward star
even them lost ass hoes that wanna fuck a nigga’s car
at times i buck at the sun cause it shines like me
but my bullets never reach it so like Paul i let it be
i used to blow my mind and let my tool go to work
now days that natural high makes that muthafucka twerk
i could fill a whole library with the work that we put in
cause the tool I speak about is a ball point pen

short flow

I got a big fat nasty muthafuck’in problem to deal with
Some dudes that I used to build with
Been perfom’in demolition behind my muthafuck’in back
Make me wanna grab my blade and cut off their fuck’in sacks
I heard them bitch ass suns-a-bitchis plan to snuff me for my jewels
I’m headed to my stash spot to get a couple-a tools
I’ma send ‘em back to the essence if they even look at me the wrong way
They think I’m quick work, but I’ma give them boys a long day

to the rescue

Word to my momma, I was roll’in down Highsmith about leven-thirty one night after get’in some pussy from Maria when this big muthfucka ran out from between two cribs. All he had on was a towel, socks, and a watch. I was about to burn off but when I got closer on him I could see the blood run’in froma bullet hole in his back. I thought to myself, "This good Samaritan shit is gonna catch up with you one day." But hommie was shook and all I could think about was my brother out there alone when they got him.

“Yo hommie, you need a ride?”
“Hell Yea!”
“Jump in the back and try not to bleed all over my seat.”
“Bleed?”
He jumped in and we burned off, headed to County Trauma.
The adrenalin must have started to wear off because he started talking about his back hurting.
“Aw fuck, my back feels like somebody stabbed me with something.”
“Looks like you got shot…”
“Shot??? So that muthafucka got to me afterall…”
“I saw the blood run’in out of the hole when I pulled up on you. What happened?”
“Man, I met this dime at the gym and she wanted to fuck, so I rode with her to her place to smash. I was kill’in it from the back and she was cum’in all loud and shit when this muthafucka ran in the room and started yell’in and cuss’in and shit. I jumped up out the pussy just in time to meet his fist with my chin. I fell backwards and got right back up. He was point’in a fuck’in tool at me then; I thought I was gonna die right there man.”
“Damn, how did you get out of that shit?”
“I had to take a chance or die, so I rushed his ass and punched him in the neck. He went down and I ran out the room. I grabbed a towel from the bathroom and hit the door. I heard someth’in that sounded like three loud claps while I was jump’in the back fence but I wasn’t try’in to find out what that shit was.”
“Well one of them shits got you.”
“I can really feel that shit now... Where we going?”
“County Trauma…”
“Bet…”

Set'in Up

“Damn, I don’t know why I asked you to come in on this shit.”

“What are you talking about?”

“I don’t like doing dirt with other muthafuckas anymore. The last time I did, my business was all over. Muthafuckas was coming up to me asking all kinds of questions and shit.”

“So you think I’m going to tell somebody?’

“No, I just promised myself that I would move solo from then out. But if you did tell, I’d shoot your sister in her fake titties.”

“That’s fucked up man; she saved up for two years to get those. What did you do to him anyway?”

“Who?”

“Your hommie that ran his mouth?”

“I didn’t do shit. There was no agreement going into it, so he broke no code. You can’t blame a muthafucka for running his mouth if you didn’t tell him not to run it.”

“Yea, but weren’t you pissed?’

“Hell yea I was pissed, but he was my hommie. I just cut him out of my movements and went dolo.”

“You didn’t catch any heat from him telling about the job?”

“No, it wasn’t a job, we just came up on some strange together.”

“Oh, your old lady didn’t hear about it?”

“No, but I was going to shoot old boy if she would have started trip’in.”

“You would have taken your hommie out over that?”

“No, I was just going to shoot him in the ass for being such a fuckup.
But this shit is different, I got trust funds to set up after this. No time for fuck’in up dude.”

“You know me, I got this.”

“You betta, cause I’m not trying to spend any time in jail. I’ll…”

“What? You’ll do what?”

“Nevermind that, let’s just focus on the task at hand. Now when the bitch come out, you run up on her and punch her in the gut as hard as you can. She doesn’t wear panties and them things are going to shoot out of both holes. Grab the shit and run. I’ll take care of the rest.”

“I’ll meet you at the spot at nine.”

“Nine, no doubt.”