They f*cked Up lyrics

So I ran, fast, as a blast, guns in my direction
I needs my vest, for protection
I'm scared, sorted marijuana has me 'noided
I'm racin', to get, to my f*cking destination
I know this crew, grippin' convertible Malibu
I needs my straps, so I can draw down, bust caps, bust back
But I'm defenseless, this sh*t is far from senseless
Yeah, I got them on the night before Christmas
Paybacks a motha, and plus I shot his younga brotha
And threw a grenade now I'm, runnin' for cover
BOOM! sh*t exploded, gun, no time to load it
(he won't live through this) I survived with nicks and bruises

They f*cked up... NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
They f*cked up... NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

The situation is deep, I creep, Cherokee Jeep
Packed with, pistols ?da? street sweep
Where is the enemy I searched the whole vicinity
From 8 mile to John R., took, 6 mile to Trinity
Nowhere in sight, f*ck it can't find 'em, rewind 'em
And pay that b*tch a visit, who told 'em that I did it
Knock Knock! (Who is it?)
The one your brotha tried to murda
Kicked in the door, she's screamin', you shoulda heard her
You set me up, you motherf*ckin' snitcha
BUCK! Blew out her brains like, in those ghetto gansta pictures
Blood is squirtin', she's shakin' like the bullet's hurtin'
I left her body in the room bleedin' by the curtains
I'm down by law, those n*ggas will be back
'Cause this is the spot they ?slang they raw?
They f*cked up... NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
They f*cked up... NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

They came in yellin' for Leslie, they came out back
And started snippin', n*ggas like Wesley
The scene is gruesome, I'm bussin' Glocks by the twosome
n*ggas got faded, oh sh*t, now they retaliated
No playin', I'm duckin', bullets is ricochetin'
n*ggas kept sprayin', I'm buckin' as their bodies layin'
The smoke is clearin', one n*gga, is re-appearin'
I'm in suspense, tense, my life I'm fearin'
All he seen, was me reachin' for my magazine
And all I seen was his pistol and the red beam
He cracked a smile and said, "This is for you f*ckin' wit' me"
He squoze the trigga, but it was empty
He f*cked up...

"What's up now parter?!"
(Six gunshots ring out to end the song)