Paroles The O. J. Murder Story Gangsta Pat

Artiste: Gangsta Pat
Chanson: The O. J. Murder Story

Yeah, this psycho in the mother fuckin house
Sittin here smokin on a phat ass blunt
I know you remember me from the first album
#1 suspect
Yeah, my shit it be droppin soon on y'all mother fuckin ass
But uh, we goin to take you on the subject of this O. J. case
I know y'all thinkin y'all know who did this shit
Well y'all got it all wrong
Yo Gangsta pat
Why don't ya let em' know what really happened

I'm on my way out to California
Brickwood is my destination
I'm pickin up two kids
Gatta make that cheese
I ain't know hesitation
Fresh off the highway
Gotta get back up to the main intersection
Busta ass nigga
Fucked around and gave my wrong directions
I'm lost like a motherfucker
Better get some information quick
I kept on ballin for a minute
Then I spot this bitch
This ho was so fine man
Big tities she was good to go
Like a nice lil' blond bitch
With skin that was white as snow
I said what's your name bitch
She said her name was Nicole
I said where you headin
She said with you if you let me roll
Shit hop in bitch
You ain't said shit but a word
I paid her you turn so fast
Ran my ass on the fuckin curb
We got you a drill
But I said to myself this bitch lip is swell
Fuck them two kid's man
I need to hit this shit she bail
I lit up a swisher
And I looked at the wall and said oh shit
I know this ain't who I think it is on this picture bitch
I said is this O.J.
That bitch nodded her head yes
I hurried up and got up
And kicked this bitch in her fuckin chest
Where you know this nigga from
How you get this krill bitch
The bitch said I'm married to the nigga
And he's filthy rich
At that very moment I knew I had ran up on this thang
I kicked that bitch again
And I reached in my draws
And I pulled out that thang
Put it up to that bitch head
And I said to myself I'm a get paid at last
Bitch I'm a kill you if you don't take me straight to your stash
Headed up stairs
And I hit that glock to that bitch dome right
I can feel that ho tremblin
With her body so full of fright
We got to that bitch room
And I slammed that ho down on the floor
I started to rape her
But I heard this strange knock at the door
Now who could this be
Fuckin my stain
They must be served
I told that bitch shhhh
Be quiet
Don't say a fuckin word
I fell downstairs
And I looked at the window
And I seen this trick
He fuckin up my stain
So I better get rid of this nigga quick
I opened up the door
And I said come in let me take your coat
When he turned his head
I stuck hI'm twice and I slit his throat
I dragged his body into this room
And I locked the door
I blew back upstairs
To get finished rapin on that ho
When I got back to the room
That bitch had vanished without a trace
I heard some glass brakin
That bitch led me on a chase
I chased that bitch down the stairs
To the front door and I beat her down
I stuck on that bitch until her bloody body hit the ground
I slit that bitch throat as well
And I bail from the murder scene
I'm back on the highway ballin
I'd a made my getaway clean

Yeah motherfucker
That goes to show you anybody could of did that shit
But it's all about money in this game
And it's all about murder
Innocent until proven guilty
And I'm out
I will see you in hell mother fucker
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