Quicksand lyrics

Waddup, waddup?
n*ggas is wildin’ out there 'n' sh*t
And…I'm chillin' there 'n' sh*t wit' dis n*gga that I'm godfather to his…
Well wit' both of these n*ggas, I’m godfather to…
To both dey daughters
So we there chillin’ cuz
The first n*gga, that n*gga started wildin’ on some lil’ n*gga and sh*t that tried to disrespect him so he chased him!
n*gga was gone f*cking break his face open so he told 'em, he was like, “Yo”, he told the next n*gga, he said
“I don't want dat n*gga sellin’ nuthin here on this corner, duke!…”
Know what I’m sayin’?
“You put dat n*gga, you park dat n*gga on this corner, I’ma break his face open”
And sh*t, know I’m sayin’?
Blah-blah-blah-blah-blah
So
Ya know I’m sayin’
n*ggas started arguing and sh*t, you know, but
He called the other n*gga out, and he called him out by name!
And I’m just standing there, ya know
Stayin' quiet
You know?
I ain’t sayin' nothin’, I’m just waiting for one of these n*ggas to jump off
So I can, ya know I’m sayin', put 'em back down!
Ya know I’m sayin’?
So they just looking at me' I’m just drinkin’ my beer!
And then n*ggas going…
“Yo but dat n*gga…yo… yo, you his godfather yo you… chill, tell dat n*gga to chill!”
Said, “I ain’t telling nobody to chill!”
So then this n*gga, da’ other n*gga, you know
He more cool wit dem n*ggas from da other side
I don't like dem n*ggas cause, on the real and sh*t?
Duke was cool and everything I, ya know I’m sayin’, he move his lil’ weight
Ya know what I’m sayin’
And… I did a couple of business deals wit him
I did a couple of business deals wit dat n*gga
Ya know I’m sayin’, back in the days
Ya know I’m sayin’, made a couple of monies wit dat n*gga, you know?
Whenever I needed, you know?
To make a lil' extra Christmas money or something
But n*ggas be tryna j*rk n*ggas, ya know I’m sayin’?
Then they think you don't know nothin’ about weight
Then when you call these n*ggas out for cutting they sh*t all f*cked up
Ya know what I’m sayin’
With maf*ckin’…
I don't know what the f*ck dem n*ggas be usin'
I think dem n*ggas be going to the beach and sh*t and be cutting they sh*t with sand!
The sh*t is crazy son!
n*ggas don't even come through!
n*ggas be putting bombs up they noses!