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Yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah-yeah
Uhh, goes out to all the wolves
Hah, in the streets and in
Yeah, yo your man big L
139, danger
I got my man Gibbs and Corleone with me
Check it out, uhh, it

Aiyyo I just left the studio and it's about two in the
Just doin' a song, now I'm ready for sleep
But first I want to eat
And it's a good Italian restaurant right up the
So I jumped in the jeep, stash the heat the seat
Then I got a beep, my is hoarse, barely can speak
I called back on the cell, Corle', mad as hell
Told me to listen as he started to yell

"I just seen Mike and Ben with your and a friend
And they got a room at the Holiday Inn"
"It's my wife, you sure?", "Yeah I'm
I saw the whore soon as she through the door"
"Say no more, one?"
"The one in son, right over the bridge"
"We goin' hurt hoes"
"And hurt of them kids"

Now I'm in the
lanes, doin' a buck 'n change
I can't wait to buck lames and them fuckin' dames
I reach the
Grab the without no hesitation
These niggaz up my reputation
I saw Corleone the chrome
Ice-grill, like he had a license to kill

And he had else with 'em playin' the cup
Lookin' like he can't wait to start sprayin' up
"Yo, who that in the background?" "It's Gibbs"
"Oh, I didn't recognize you your hat down"
Son you ready? We got this whole shit out
I hope you ain't scared, it's no to back out
We gon' take the back route, pull the gats out, throw the on
We ain't leavin' everyone's dead, and all the cash gone

We gon' get our laugh on when we
But now we got a job to do" "So let's do it"
I stepped to the desk clerk, put the gat to her
Told her up before she get hurt
"They just walked in, party of four, two chicks, two
What room got?" She paused and said, "212"
I the steps now I'm out of breath, I gotta stop smokin'
Them cigarettes gon' be the of my death

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, then ran inside at a pace
I felt disgraced, I shoulda shot bitch in the face
Then my other two ran in, each had a cannon
Ready to care what we been plannin'
These two crab cats, we they hustle upstate
We know got stacks
they don't fuck with nothin' but weight

We got the cuffs and the tape and put it to use
Then told 'em when is over we'll be lettin 'em loose
And then I kicked mike in his face to his head jerk back
"You wanna live then tell my nigga where you the work at"
He gave me the address I ran outside
But I took the keys to his van outside
And when I got there, I found 50 in a stash
A hundred pounds of grass and two in cash
I was dumb glad, the shit fit in one bag

So I got three, 'em all up to the teeth
Then put the in the van, then I locked the truck
When I got back, Corle' done popped them
"Aiyyo fuck it l, we might as well pop studs"
Now four bodies, two outta-towners and two hotties
And that we ain't sleep for three days
We hit the PJ's, split the money ways
Now we all laughin' hard, nice and weeded
Celebratin' nigga, completed