Veronica

Onyx

Composed by: J.R. Cobb/K. Jones/T. Taylor
[Fredro Starr (Sticky Fingaz) {Sonsee}] 
(Yo what's up baby?) 
Ay yo Stick man, shit is fucked up! 
(Who the fuck this?) 
It's fuckin Fredro man! 
(Yo yo yo, turn the muthafuckin music down god.) 
It's my fuckin word, Sticky, man! 
(Yo what's up nigga?) 
Muthafuckas wetted everything out there. 
(What the fuck you talkin about?) 
Muthafuckas is dead, son! 
(Yo yo, calm down nigga, calm down!) 
Word to fuckin mother man! 
(Just tell me what happened, god.) 
It had to be about eight o'clock (Uh huh, uh huh) 
When niggas sprayed the block, it's mad hot 
Yo half the spot got locked 
(What? Who got shot?) 
My little nigga Bill from down the hill 
We had a one through five 
I heard he might not survive (Aw, damn) 
He caught one in his leg 
Two shots hit him in his upper (What?) 
Part of his chest, two inches above his vest 
Heard you next (I'm next?) 
That's the word in the projects 
(What? Them niggas ain't no threat 
They'll whole set'll get wet 
Yo go get the AK, and my two nines with the silencers 
And at seven thirty, y'all niggaz meet me at Veronica's) 
Aight, no doubt, yo be safe, yo nigga I'm out 
{Let me talk to him, let me talk to him} 
Yo yo Stick hold up, yo yo yo Stick, talk to Son 
(Aight, aight) Don't even wet that done, yo I'm bringin mad guns 
{Ay yo Stick, that's my word 
It might be them niggas from Riverside 
Cuz I heard they knew somethin 
About how my little nigga died} 
(Who who, little Dave with the red car?) 
{Yeah, he had beef up there 
With the same ones we seen at the strip arcade 
With the scar by his head} 
(Aight aight, get the big shit, no bullshit, it's time to flip 
And I'll see y'all niggas later, be safe) 
{No doubt, aight kid} 

Then they jumped in the Expo 
Aiyyo Son slow down, we got mad techs yo 
Fuck that I'm vexed yo! 
Yeah I know, I know but chill, let alone and chill 
We meet the gods so we can bill on these niggas for real 

It was a half an hour drive 'fore they finally arrive 
Veronica came to the door, she smiled and said 

[Veronica] 
Hi, hi! Step inside, get out the rain get dry 
Sticky's in the back playing pool by the sauna 

[Fredro Starr (Sticky Fingaz) {Sonsee} *Veronica*] 
We stepped in the back all I smelled was marijuana 
(Yo what's up?) Yo nigga what's up 
(You know I don't give a fuck 
Them niggas time's up 
You got them two nines or what?) 
No doubt, I bought it all out 
{Kid I'm ready to go to war!} 
(Ay yo yo yo, chill let's play it smart 
And catch em by surprise 
We'll do it on the ninjas 
In the mornin before the sunrise 
Ay yo Veronica, *Yes?* yo gimme some beers 
And cook me some food, I'm starvin) 
*Ok, alright darlin* 
Yo Stick, what's up with this bitch? 
(I'm startin to like this chick) 
Yo she a bad bitch 
{Yeah, plus her dad is rich} 
(Yo fuck it, rack it up 
C'mon lemme bust your ass 
Nine ball) 
Yeah aight, put your money where your mouth is 
Winner take all 
{Ay yo, I got next, pass me a Beck's and a philly 
Cuz this L we bout to puff is for my nigga Billy} 

A hour passed 

*Dinner's ready* What's to eat? 
*I made spaghetti in clam sauce* 
(See? She know I'm the damn boss) 
*I'ma go upstairs and lay down 
You guys enjoy your meal* 
{Yo how many rooms this spot got? This crib is ill} 
Ay yo this food is slammin, god 
She cook like she black 
(Yeah, and after this I'ma go upstairs and tear out her back) 

*It's me, Veronica. Yeah they're all here right now 
Ok, alright* 
(Veronica? *Huh?* Who was that?) 
*Oh, oh just my dad* 
(C'mere my little freak dog, why you lookin so sad? 
You want daddy to cheer you up? 
You know you like when I spank you 
So bend over by the bedpost and grab your ankles) 

(After three nut, then fell the fuck out 
Cuz in the mornin gotta take care of this b-i 
No doubt) 

Wake up motherfuckers! 

[Fredro Starr] 
Oh shit! What did I see? 
Five niggas pointin guns at me (.?.) and Sonsee 
*Fuck that! Shut the fuck up! 
Nigga get the fuck on the floor!* 
Hit me dead in the jaw 
With the chrome four four 

[Sticky Fingaz] 
Woke up the next mornin, couldn't hardly sleep last night 
Oh shit my two nines is missin, wait somethin ain't right 
Where the fuck that bitch go? Damn that hoe! 
Wait, I know, that bitch in the kitchen praly makin me something to eat 
But still wearin my heat 
Fuck it I'ma wake these niggas up so we can go hit the street 
I went downstairs, couldn't believe my eyes 
I seen Veronica with three guys twice my size 
They all had guns but I was gatless 
Last thing I saw was the kid with the scar 
And then I seen blackness 
Remember thinkin, how the fuck they know? 
Oh, Veronica 

Oh, Veronica, Veronica 
[repeat 6X]
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