Gone lyrics

Artist  : Juelz Santana 
Song : Gone



 Send "Gone" Ringtone to your Cell 

 [Juelz]

God will never put you in a situation that you
can't handle

But you can definitley put ya self in a siyuation
you can't handle

And some situations end in death

And death is a mothafucka ya dig



[Juelz]

Old timer want the block back, stop that

You been gone too long the young nigga said

Lord knows, whats goin through this young niggaz
head

As the old timer stood and grilled him

Pissed off, shorty looked at his man

Touched his burner like I shoulda killed him

Shorty in deep, but hew don't care

But he don't know, these old timers don't play
fair

There he go, postin on his strip again

Toast on him, niggaz wit 'em, posted on his shit
again

(Uh-Oh) He actin like it can't and it won't
happen

Old timer bout to blow dust off that old
cabinet

(Thats,Thats,Thats) Where dem guns is kept

These young niggaz better show some respect
(respect)

I'll Teach 'em a lesson, he said to his self

As he proceeded to pull the lead from his
shelf

Now he headed towards shorty block, forty
cocked

On his zip, on his shit, like he don't care who
shorty wit

But somebody saw him, before he go to shorty

Shorty phone ring, somebody called him

Somebody warned him, he's comin he's comin

Shorty replied, somebody stall him

Then he crept up wit his goons and guns

Whispered in to old timers ear, death is soon to
come



[Chorus]

They say hell is hot,but is heaven cold

Know one ever knows til you Gone, gone, gone



And when you gone does ya soul drift off to a
better place

Or do you jus float up and fade

Away,away,away,away, like a bird when its headed
towards the sky (huh, huh)

Or do you just die (huh huh)

Or do you just perish from the earth and its
over



[Juelz]

Baddest bitch up on the block

Prolly make a nigga cum when as soon as she get
up on the cock

She fuck wit Tony don't she (don't she)

Oh he's, not ya average drug dealer, fa sho
he's

Bien watched by police, feds

Investigators, oh, can't forget the haters

Home girl ain't got a clue what he do for a
livin

She jus think she got a dude wit a pension

She don't know dis dude is a henchman

And he move on dudes wit the cruelest
intensions

All she know she got a brand new benz

And its big enough for her and all her brand new
friends (Damn)

There she go, all through the street wit it

Dude in and outta towen, she all through the
street wit it

We all know the street talk, we all know the
street missin

Next thing she's missin....(music stops, phone
rings twice)

"Hello", "Ay nigga I got yo bitch,
have a million sent up or she dead"

Damn,she in deep shit, and she did nothin

I betchu she ain't see dis comin, but he did

Cause he did nothin, he ain't pay (pay)

He told 'em keep dat bitch, he okay

He got a wife and a kid, back home

And he don't care about the life that she live
(Damn)

Now thats wrong (wrong)

But the story ain't over it drags on (aw man what
happened next)

They wind up beating her down

Breathless, he winds up fleein the town (til the
next bitch)



[Chorus]



[Juelz]

And um, I say that to say this, alotta people
don't appreciate life til their gone

I mean, alotta situations can be avoided, you
just gotta avoid it ya dig

jus don't be one of them people I'm talkin bout,
ya know....