it Hey yo, I just the studio and it's about 2 in the morn' I just doin' a song Now I'm for sleep But first I want to eat In this good Italian restaurant right up the So I jumped in the jeep, stash the heat the seat Then I got a My voice is harsh, can speak
I back on the cell, it's Coley, mad as hell He told me to listen well as he started to "I just seen Mike and Ben with your wife and a And they just got a at the Holiday 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, over the bridge" "We goin' hurt those hoes" "And hurt both of kids"
Now I'm in the Switchin' lanes, doin' a buck 'n I can't wait to touch the lames and fuckin' dames the destination, grab the heat without no hesitation These niggas up my reputation I saw Corleone holdin' the Ice-grill, lookin' like he had a to kill And he had somebody 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 with hat down Son you ready, we got whole shit mapped out" Oh you scared as no tome to back route "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 goin' to get our laugh on when we're But now we got a job to do"
"So let's do it", hey yo, I to the desk clerk Put the gat to her her to listen up before she get hurt "They just walked in, party of four, two chicks, two room they got?" She paused and said, "212" Took the steps now I'm out of breath, I stop smokin' Them cigarettes goin' be the cause of my My beatin' fast now, 'cause it's about to pop off Saw the door, let the off, tore the lock off
Took a deep breath, ran inside at a quick pase I felt disgraced, I should've shot the in the face Then my other two niggas ran in, each had a to take care, how we done planned it "These two crab cats, we they hustle upstate" We they got stacks they don't move with nothin' but weight We got the cuffs and the duck and put it to use Then told 'em when this is we be lettin' 'em loose
Hey man, I kicked mike in his face, so I had your back You wanna live and my nigga where the stash at He me the address then I ran outside But first I took the to his van outside And I got there, I found 50 keys in a stash A 100 of grass and 2 million in cash 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 the truck When I got back, Coley done popped them "Hey yo', fuck it l, we might as well pop studs" Man four bodies, two outta-towners and two hotties And after that we ain't for three days We hit the PJ's, split the money ways Now we all laughin' hard, gettin' nice and nigga, heist completed