it Hey yo, I left the studio and it's about 2 in the morn' I just finished doin' a Now I'm for sleep But I want spaghetti to eat In this Italian restaurant right up the street So I jumped in the jeep, stash the heat under the I got a beep My is harsh, barely can speak
I called back on the cell, Coley, mad as hell He told me to listen as he started to yell "I just seen Mike and Ben with your and a friend 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 through the door" "Yo, say no more, one?" "The one in Jersey, son, over the bridge" "We goin' those hoes" "And hurt both of them kids"
Now I'm in the Switchin' lanes, a buck 'n change I wait to touch the lames and them fuckin' dames Reach the destination, grab the heat no hesitation These niggas up my reputation I saw Corleone holdin' the Ice-grill, lookin' like he had a license to And he had else with '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 recognize you with your hat down Son you ready, we got whole shit mapped out" Oh you ain't scared as no to back route "Yeah, wo goin' to the back route And pull our gats out and throw our on We leavin' till everyone's dead and all the cash gone" "We goin' to get our laugh on when 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 her to listen 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 Them cigarettes goin' be the cause of my My heart fast now, 'cause it's about to pop off Saw the door, let the off, tore the lock off
Took a deep breath, then ran inside at a quick I felt disgraced, I should've shot the bitch in the Then my two niggas ran in, each had a cannon to take care, how we done planned it "These two crab cats, we know they upstate" We they got stacks 'Cause they don't with nothin' but weight We got the cuffs and the tape and put it to use Then told 'em when this is over we be 'em loose
Hey man, I kicked mike in his face, so I just had back You wanna and tell my nigga where the stash at He gave me the address I ran outside But first I the keys to his van outside And when I got there, I found 50 keys in a A 100 pound of grass and 2 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, Coley done popped punks "Hey yo', it l, we might as well pop these studs" Man that's four bodies, two outta-towners and two And after we ain't sleep for three days We hit the PJ's, split the money ways Now we all hard, gettin' nice and weeded Celebratin' nigga, completed