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jontavian barber - the story of terrelle lyrics

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i knew this n-gga named terrelle
dark skinned stood at 6’2 and his pockets
fat as h-ll
cut the check he got them deals
moved dope around the city
he had all the connects
f-ck up he putting one in your chest
so we all paid him respect
business was booming till one day it stopped
he started moving sloppy
was sniffing his own product
now he tweaking like bobby
his mama name was charice
she worked down at the church
she prayed to god that she’ll never see her son
in a he-rs-
his girlfriend name was tonie
cut her off the video leaked
she was f-cking on his homie
that fat n-gga kolby
yea the one from tennessee that n-gga loved to eat
he made that n-gga eat the muzzle of the
glock 23
man down
man down
pick him up it’s a homicide
k!lled his patna dead over some p-ssy
now he traumatized
ran by the dumpster dumped it off he threw the gun inside run and hide flag down a car
so he can jump inside
it took a while but somebody pulled over
matte black with the tents and the rims
on the range rover there was a lady inside
he ain’t hesitate to kick her out
he flying down the interstate didn’t know
he was gone take this route
pedal to the floor mariah carey on the radio
like shake it off
shake it off
but i don’t think he ready though
stressing behind the wheel
you see the fear in his face
cuz he got murder on his mind
like ynw melly though
stopped by his mama house to change
his clothes and shoes stepped in the crib
and kolbys s death and sh-t was all on the news his mom asked like baby boy what’s up with you
he said mama is sorry i did what i had to do
she said
please don’t tell me you the reason that he
got k!lled
not when his wife on section 8
and he got five kids
his mama reaches for the phone cuz she was
scared
this n-gga shot his mama dead
and watched her bleed out the head
d-mn
this sh-t is crazy
now look at the aftermath
what’s wrong with this n-gga
he done turned into a psychopath
blood on his body
he ain’t even try to take a bath
all out in public he must think he
michael jackson bad
he on the run cuz the police
they found the burner
so he rolled the d-mn car down the river
like tina turner
dont know why he ditched the whip
my n-gga now they finna catch you
canines on your -ss
and you know they gone attack you
helicopters flew by
they told him put his hands up
told him lay that -ss down
and he better not stand up
if he get booked he might just
serve life and some
if he try to run they shooting them bullets
at his man bun
he hopped up and got to running
straight running through the field
but they had that -ss surrounded
you could tell he caught the chills
he tried to reach for his pocket
got a grip on the glock
that’s the end of terrelle story
cuz the n-gga got shot



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