Luyện nghe bài hát Bring the Yellow Tape

Some serious ass shit jumped off a little bit an hour ago
My ace just got peelt at the corner store
It's unbelievable, I'm shocked, this be true
I'm cryin' for revenge, look what I do

Called up my Mossie, my niggaz to be on alert
Heard it was some player hating OG's out there putting in
From what I that shit ain't over no turfs and drugs
It's over some bitches and some jealous with a grudge

Hot at the head, I'm fired up I do 'em in myself
Hit me up in the and watch me
Let motherfuckers have it Nelf
Money talks and walks, I'm off to San Leandro
For some glocks and techno chops and a gang of

Took a hit of the chronic dank to expand my relax nerves
When I get back to the town think
Them gonna get straight served
And a ballerish nigga like me, in the game straight having thangs
Taking this bullshit from some ol' ass OG's man

I'm not having it, you some funk I'll bring it to ya
Dagnamit, I thought you already knew
Yes indeed, niggaz act like they can't bleed
But them lies, I'm talking about the element of

Bring the noise, who's like the big boys?
Heavens to Merkatroid, I'm ballin' like the big
I just got word, I heard the same niggaz my partner herb
Pulled on his dick with a of appliers, got him for a bird

It's gettin' stanky, got my arousin'
See, a factor, he's worth seven hundred thousand
GTE mobile net communication
I got his voice number, let me try and page him

I'm hecka cool, he hecksa cool me
He called me back said, "Let's go on them fools E"
I said, "Where you at?"
He said, "Where you at?", I said, "I'm in Vallejo"
He said, "I tell you what, let's hook up me and you at in the Vill"

I said, "Roger", he said, "Over and out, fake out"
I said, "What time?" He said, "One o'
If it's traffic, go the route"
Ya see, sloppy jobs ain't my forte so no
We do it right and when it's done the yellow tape

Bring the tape
the yellow tape
Bring the yellow
The tape

Wassup, my Naga, you to ride
On these hoe ass block
That's me an Herb outside of Denny's
a beedie sittin' in my Cutlass

It's only a handful of them suck L's, I can count them on my
Fuck, letting shit die down, I'm ready to hear the fat singers
I'm my gats but can't make cash with niggaz
Breathing all my ass

Therefore I must by taking a few lives to even the score
My ace Boon, my sugar low, blood pressure high
Drinking and crying, two four seven my in and out

I this one botch that got my nigga
That got out of jail's baby
play hop scratch she works for
Pacific Bell and she might maybe

Help me these niggaz coat tails true [Incomprehensible]
Find out where sleep by looking up there address on the computer
Herb hollard, "Bingo, tomorrow we ride, my
Fake ass niggaz done stuck there in
Some shit that they can't wipe off"

Yeah, motherfuckers realize the size of this
Oh, it's get done, three or four more hot ones
on to the fire that already got 'em
Ain't no of [Incomprehensible] to me

My dick get hard off this shit, boy
Tell that botch to get the
On them niggaz spots
By afternoon and it's on

I didn't, got on it right away
Finally got me a to use my
Heckler & collection throw-aways
And when we did it, I you could say we did that
And after niggaz gave me my 'spec

the yellow tape
Bring the tape
The yellow

Bring the yellow
The tape
The yellow