Tight Situations — текст песни (Lost Boyz)

[Verse 1]
I`m in this slight situation
I`m at this chick`s crib uptown
niggas try to come through
and lock you down
it seems like a setup
now niggas try to run me from the door
half a second of gun play
then I made my detour
a shot through the glass
at the balcony
how could she
set me up like that
I call my balance and shot back
I`m jettin down the fire escape
outside it`s rainin
I`m takin five steps at a time
and the meat is gainin on me
my niggas try to warn me
with my steppin
it`s good though
cause on the low a nigga had his weapon
I`m jettin down this dead end real
I hit the street I got no jacket on my back
but I got Timbs on my feet
play my life with a fortune
back against the wall
I`m lookin for my enemies
I`m searchin for them all
no bullets bein fired
so now a nigga`s jettin to the corner
that`s where a nigga`s settin
I put away my burner
now I`m searchin for the train
the only motherfucker with no coat
I`m in the rain
as deep walkers walkin
I gotta play it cool
even though this thermal that I wore covered up my tool