Yo, I don't what was on y'all niggas birds To go up to the boat, and robbing old folks Now see you done with the wrong old lady You went wild, yo, check it
There was a Hardy Boy mystery I tried to again Dude that broke in my crib, it involving him in the morning, my phone ringing I'm thinking, "Who the fuck is this," on the other line Told em, "Keep down," but was breathing hard It was my grandmother me that she had been robbed I told her hold (hold) tight (tight), I'd be right Freezing but situation made the night colder Knew was the night (that what?) that she played poker some friends in a club at the boat getting bub' Said she these thugs on the boat for a while Not gambling but every now and they'd smile Then blow! had Mag's And told everybody, "Put your in the bag" Made people strip naked, quicker than a record (what?) Had the place took in a minute and seconds Asked her how of it was em? (How many of it was em?) Said she couldn't She was spooked and buzzing, describe em Cause it happened too fast (what?) said they like me they pants hanging off they ass Got her some water, and begin to How these take her wig, her bracelet and her mink? round the crib know the deal Whoever did it better Blue Shield for real yo, it's the big payback
Later that day I went to the 'shop, to see was up Them niggas knew something plus I needed a cut Walked in they was playing how Da Brat titties done got bigger These next to me, was talking bout the heist Whoever did it even got for his ice that it was done so precise the cops ain't know nothing Had to use all my might not to ask no Put down the magazine, went to the pop these cats, had the Bling Bling They wouldn't be talking if they did it, it could be they A ago neither one of these niggas had a ring This Hype came in, selling CD's, said the Was bragging bout robbery they had By now, I'm thinking my gun if I see gramps bracelet I'ma play (and what?) and make niggas run the big payback
My roamed as I got in the chair when shit went down, I was I was there Fucking fam' who you are, I don't care Have your guys pouring liquor witch'ya name in they These chicks claim they was there, knew the niggas who it Said it was Smoke and from the Wild 100's Eight million stories got me in place, it's getting tricky (like who?) like dude, that do There was a air in the place, that me suspicious Normally, they'd be talkin like My barber cut me with a (what?) him where he got the new bracelet He said it was his sister's, I then What made it official, he gave me my The clip had gramp's initials (c'mon) As I, his ass up, six niggas masked up up in a Cadillac truck
Three-alarm fire and a homicide The building is entitled "The Barbershop" are six unidentified bodies in the building They are all presumed I repeat are all presumed dead However there are no I the subjects are at large We need some backup Inform O'Malley that we backup, over The skit definitely needs more added to it Plus a new writer for the script, you Someone get Paul on the phone please