FES TAYLOR - The Chase, Pt. 1 lyrics

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[Fes Taylor]Aiyo, my homey bought a new five, he told me 'take a ride'Threw me the keys, he said 'you drive'I hopped inside, pushed the seat back, gangsta leaningDoing 85 down the streets, speedingHe said 'pull over, let me run in the bank, get some more cashKeep the engine running, I be out real fast'He came out with two bags, I was like 'oh shit'Hopped in the passenger seat, and told me 'go quick'Security guard shot out the back windowGot me mad nervous, pulling out the indo'See lights flashing, cops in back of us, yelling 'pull over'Fire coming out the gun, son, like it's a flame throwerI made a quick left, quick right, trying to lose 'emMy man hanging out the side window, trying to shoot 'emStarted aiming for the tires, police car, flipped overCaught on fire, if you get caught, they gon' fry usBlew a red light, I almost smashed into a truckBullets flew through the windshield, hit son, before he duckedHe said 'I'm alright, slug only went through my arm'Started breathing real fast, told a nigga 'be calm'Blood soaking his Phat Farm, got me really bugging outTurn ourself in? Hell no, we gon' thug it outMade a u-turn, damn, son, they still on our assMy face all cut up, from all the shattered glassMy man looking like he doing bad, ain't gon' make itTold me that the pain too much, he can't take itLast I remember, trying to bust through a road blockNow I'm in the hospital, handcuffed and shot

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