Rico Story 3

Rico can't move, Rico can't talk
 The doctors said he might not be able to walk
 One bullet in his head, five in his back
 The doctors ran a check and he was high off crack
 Pedro out the country he watchin' the news
 He thought Rico was tryna play him like a fool
 See Pedro thought poor Rico was the fucking feds
 So Pedro shot that nigga in the fucking head
 When Pedro was in jail he met a agent
 It was Nicki, she started interrogating
 Pedro was silent, Nicki no patience
 Nicki said alright ain't seen him a day since
 Pedro can't fucking sleep
 He said fuck it, booked a flight, and then he grabbed his keys
 Grabbed his suitcase, hundred dollar bills
 Made some phone calls shit 'bout to get real
 Weeks go by and Rico started feeling good
 Rico think he bout to go back to the hood
 He told the doctors he was leaving, they like no you not
 He 'bout to go to jail for killing a cop, damn
 Oh my God Oh my God
 Rico in the back of a fucking cop car
 He crying, he know he about to do some fucking time
 He can't think straight l, Rico going crazy, he loosing his mind
 Damn, damn
 Rico in the court now
 They sentenced him to death his time was short now
 He crying help me Lord now
 The judge ain't have no patience she calling escorts now
 Rico on the jail bus
 Thirty other niggas on the jail bus
 Riding on the bridge in the jail bus
 A whole bunch of cars surround the jail bus
 Rico looked around he hear explosions and shit
 Somebody cracked his handcuffs, open and shit
 He turned around and saw that it was Pedro and shit
 They strapped up Pedro, told Rico to lay low and shit
 Swat arrived they letting them AK's blow and shit
 Nicki there she got her fucking face blown and shit
 Rico shooting cops he saying prayers and shit
 Too much gun firing them boys Rico and Pedro got lit