Artist: Shabazz the Disciple Album: The Vault (Hidden Safiyahz) Song: Crime Saga 2 (The Saga Continues) Typed by: Cno Evil [Intro: Shabazz the Disciple] It's the block, nigga... It's that Godz Wrath shit Straight up, no smiling, nigga, no laugh, shit Word... the saga continues... [Shabazz the Disciple] This chick was known for doing smuggles And tying niggas up in the spot and spraying shots at ya crime huddle With the nine double, caught a stretch and a nine double Shifty, give a bitch a buck 50 with the lime bubble Pimpstress, shorty hustle like a nigga do Relentless, and she would bust you for the figures too Come up short, she guaranteed to bring trouble to you And she did a bid that put her kids in BCW Her man was doing a long stretch up in the mountains He put her on to the game and how to stay paper counting He ran a spot from a phone, behind the wall The shits was tapped, it won't be long til we fall The DEA hired an inmate, to set the whole crime ring up By connecting them to bigger weight They had 'em copping from these dreads from that nigga crew A sneaky ass start fucking on them niggas to She was the wife of a don, the black tatt' a Christ ice on the arm Shorty stay with a knife and dice in the palm She put the scum team on, some adolescents But them little niggas keep burning down blocks and how to stress her She sent them niggas out of town, one day, yo To lay low, they fucking up work, the yae yo She back and forth on flights and transporting Sending commissary and kites to her man up north and No more V.I.'s, cuz that's no longer where her heart went Dread moved to N.Y. and gave her keys to the apartment [Chorus 2X: Shabazz the Disciple] You tell me if that game change, or if that life is the same That young gangstas live their lives in the gang Young gun sprayers, ending up dead, chasing the life of the bling And some players get hit with life in the bing [Shabazz the Disciple] On the run for years, and finally, they caught the nigga That muthafucka from the backseat who pulled the trigger That snake bitch been cut him off, cuz she ain't trust 'em She sent ATF to that nigga crib to rush him They chopped an X on his face in population That nigga ain't know the world he was about to be facing Soon as he stepped in the yard, my peoples knew him That one of him got life in the hole, they pushed it through him It's where the saga get thicker, cuz shorty people found out It was her, who got him killed in that fucking stick-up She caught fifty from the grands in the truck Left my man in a slump, in the black van with her hands on the pump Her world was spinning fast, her fucking days were numbered How adviseries were coming to get her ass and who she run with Four of her mans and a crew, were being followed By some thugs wearing DEA suits banging hollows They sprayed thirsty at they ass and then reloaded Spit again, and hit the gas tank, the car exploded Left they asses in ashes, three in the morning Snake bitch better know that she next, that was the warning The bigger the order, the more the gamble be Cuz one of them little niggas she sent out of state, was shorty family [Chorus 2X] [Shabazz the Disciple] Dread haunted by the pressure niggas put on her Sent this gunman to get her that night, sprayed up the corner But they ain't hit nothing, nope, them niggas scattered She had that nigga up all night, ready to go at it Next morning, she heard one of them was in the barber shop Right around the corner, two lights, from his father block He ran up in there, that nigga was in the chair He bust a shot in the air, and put his brains on the fucking mirror Hopped in the getaway car, with his sons And fled the scene, and went to melt down the gun Scoop the chick, and caugh the next flight leaving Cuz flying to the Islands, is the only way she stay breathing Soon as he pass through customs with the hottie Them immigration fuckers rushed him for the body He got deported and highly go exedited But she didn't get indicted, had big lawyers to fight it She took a stand on him, and she betrayed him Her testimony gave him the max, yo, she played him Went to his crib in New York, and cleaned his safe Now she caked, about to take her shit out of state Her little niggas picked her up, from the airport She went to the telly, and laid down and cleared her thoughts But she ain't know her little nigga was out to get her And he had a plan with shorty fan to pull a trigger He was patient, waiting for that moment alone She fell asleep, while he was bagging up work and on the phone Now if she trust him and need him, he was the one man That night, he put the pillow over her head but the gun jammed [Chorus 2X]