Luyện nghe bài hát Bring the Yellow Tape

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

Called up my Mossie, my niggaz to be on alert
Heard it was some hating OG's out there putting in work
From what I understand that shit ain't over no and drugs
It's over some and some jealous niggaz 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 them motherfuckers have it
Money talks and bullshit walks, I'm off to San
For some glocks and chops and a gang of ammo

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

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

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

gettin' stanky, got my curiosity arousin'
See, herbs a factor, he's worth hundred thousand
GTE mobile net cellular
I got his voice mail number, let me try and him

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

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

Bring the tape
Bring the tape
Bring the tape
The yellow

Wassup, my Naga, you ready to
On these hoe ass block
me an Herb talking outside of Denny's
Smoking a beedie in my Cutlass

It's only a handful of them suck L's, I can count them on my
Fuck, letting this shit die down, I'm ready to hear the fat
I'm 'bout my gats but can't make cash 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 my stomach in and out

I know this one that got my nigga
That just got out of baby
She'll hop scratch she works for
Bell and she just might maybe

Help me pull these niggaz coat true [Incomprehensible]
Find out where they by looking up there address on the computer
hollard, "Bingo, tomorrow we ride, my naga
Fake ass niggaz done stuck there in
Some permanent shit that they wipe off"

Yeah, motherfuckers fail realize the of this
Oh, it's gon' get done, three or four more hot
on to the fire that already got 'em
Ain't no kind of to me

My dick get hard off this shit, boy
Tell botch to get the 707's
On them niggaz residential
By tomorrow and it's on

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

Bring the yellow
the yellow tape
The tape

the yellow tape
The tape
The yellow