it Hey yo, I just left the studio and it's 2 in the morn' I just finished a song Now I'm ready for But I want spaghetti to eat In this good restaurant right up the street So I jumped in the jeep, stash the heat under the I got a beep My voice is harsh, can speak
I called back on the cell, it's Coley, mad as He me to listen well as he started to yell "I just seen Mike and Ben with wife and a friend And they just got a room at the Inn" "It's my wife, you sure?", "Yeah I'm sure" I saw the whore as soon she walked the door" "Yo, say no more, one?" "The one in Jersey, son, right the bridge" "We goin' hurt those hoes" "And both of them kids"
Now I'm in the Switchin' lanes, doin' a 'n change I can't wait to touch the lames and fuckin' dames Reach the destination, the heat without no hesitation These niggas fuckin' up my I saw holdin' the chrome Ice-grill, like he had a license to kill And he had else with 'em playin' the cup Lookin' he can't wait to start sprayin' shit up
"Yo, who that in the background?" "It's Giss" "Oh, I didn't recognize you your hat down Son you ready, we got this whole mapped out" Oh you ain't scared as no to back route "Yeah, wo goin' to take the back And pull our gats out and throw our on We ain't leavin' till everyone's and all the cash gone" "We goin' to get our laugh on when through But now we got a job to do"
"So let's do it", hey yo, I stepped to the desk Put the gat to her Told her to up before she get hurt "They just walked in, of four, two chicks, two males room they got?" She paused and said, "212" Took the steps now I'm out of breath, I gotta stop cigarettes goin' be the cause of my death My heart beatin' now, 'cause it's about to pop off Saw the door, let the glock off, the lock off
Took a breath, then ran inside at a quick pase I felt disgraced, I shot the bitch in the face Then my other two ran in, each had a cannon Ready to take care, how we done it "These two cats, we know they hustle upstate" We know got stacks 'Cause they don't move with nothin' but We got the cuffs and the tape and put it to use Then told 'em when is over we be lettin' 'em loose
Hey man, I kicked in his face, so I just had your back You wanna live and tell my nigga where the at He gave me the then I ran outside But I took the keys to his van outside And when I got there, I found 50 keys in a A 100 pound of grass and 2 million in I was glad, the sit didn't fit in one bag So I got three, filled 'em all up to the
And put the bags in the van, then I locked the I got back, Coley done popped them punks "Hey yo', fuck it l, we as well pop these studs" Man that's four bodies, two outta-towners and two And after that we ain't sleep for days We hit the PJ's, the money three ways Now we all laughin' hard, nice and weeded Celebratin' nigga, completed