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

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

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

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

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

We get our laugh on when we through
But now we got a job to do" "So let's do it"
I stepped to the clerk, put the gat to her dress-shirt
her listen up before she get hurt
"They just walked in, party of four, two chicks, two
What room they got?" She 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 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 pace
I felt disgraced, I shoulda that bitch in the face
Then my two niggaz ran in, each had a cannon
to take care what we been plannin'
These two cats, we know they hustle upstate
We they got stacks
'Cause don't fuck with nothin' but weight

We got the and the duct tape and put it to use
Then told 'em when this is over be lettin 'em loose
And then I kicked mike in his face to watch his 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 of grass and two million in cash
I was dumb glad, the shit fit in one bag

So I got three, filled 'em all up to the
Then put the bags in the van, then I locked the
When I got back, Corle' done them punks
"Aiyyo fuck it l, we might as well pop studs"
Now that's bodies, two outta-towners and two hotties
And after that we sleep for three days
We hit the PJ's, split the three ways
Now we all laughin' hard, gettin' and weeded
Celebratin' nigga, heist