it Hey yo, I just left the studio and it's about 2 in the I finished doin' a song Now I'm ready for But first I spaghetti to eat In this Italian restaurant right up the street So I jumped in the jeep, stash the heat the seat Then I got a My voice is harsh, barely can
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 got a room at the Holiday Inn" "It's my wife, you sure?", "Yeah I'm sure" I saw the as soon she walked through the door" "Yo, say no more, one?" "The one in Jersey, son, right the bridge" "We goin' hurt those hoes" "And hurt of them kids"
Now I'm in the Switchin' lanes, doin' a buck 'n I can't wait to the lames and them fuckin' dames the destination, grab the heat without no hesitation These fuckin' up my reputation I saw holdin' the chrome Ice-grill, lookin' he had a license to kill And he had somebody else 'em playin' the cup Lookin' he can't wait to start sprayin' shit up
"Yo, who in the background?" "It's Tommy Giss" "Oh, I didn't recognize you with your hat Son you ready, we got this whole mapped out" Oh you ain't scared as no tome to back "Yeah, wo goin' to take the route And pull our out and throw our mask on We ain't leavin' everyone's dead and all the cash gone" "We to get our laugh on when we're through But now we got a job to do"
"So do it", hey yo, I stepped to the desk clerk Put the gat to her Told her to listen up she get hurt "They just in, party of four, two chicks, two males What room got?" She paused and said, "212" Took the steps now I'm out of breath, I stop smokin' Them goin' be the cause of my death My heart beatin' fast now, 'cause it's to pop off Saw the door, let the off, tore the lock off
Took a deep breath, then ran inside at a pase I felt disgraced, I should've the bitch in the face Then my other two niggas ran in, had a cannon Ready to take care, how we done it "These two crab cats, we know hustle upstate" We they got stacks 'Cause they move with nothin' but weight We got the and the duck tape and put it to use Then told 'em when is over we be lettin' 'em loose
Hey man, I kicked mike in his face, so I just had your You wanna live and tell my where the stash at He gave me the address then I ran But first I took the to his van outside And when I got there, I found 50 in a stash A 100 of grass and 2 million in cash I was dumb glad, the sit fit in one bag So I got three, 'em all up to the teeth
And put the bags in the van, I locked the truck When I got back, done popped them punks "Hey yo', fuck it l, we might as well pop studs" Man four bodies, two outta-towners and two hotties And after we ain't sleep for three days We hit the PJ's, split the three ways Now we all laughin' hard, nice and weeded Celebratin' nigga, completed