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

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

"I seen Mike and Ben with your wife and a friend
And just got a room at the Holiday 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, over the bridge"
"We hurt those hoes"
"And hurt both of kids"

Now I'm in the
Switchin' lanes, a buck 'n change
I wait to buck them lames and them fuckin' dames
I reach the
Grab the without no hesitation
These fuckin' 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' like he can't wait to sprayin' shit up
"Yo, who in the background?" "It's Tommy Gibbs"
"Oh, I didn't recognize you your hat down"
Son you We got this whole shit mapped out
I hope you scared, it's no time to back out
We gon' take the back route, pull the gats out, throw the on
We ain't 'til everyone's dead, and all the cash gone

We gon' get our 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
Told her up before she get hurt
"They just in, party of four, two chicks, two males
What room got?" She paused and said, "212"
I took the steps now I'm out of breath, I 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 glock off, tore the off
a deep breath, then ran inside at a quick pace
I felt disgraced, I shot that bitch in the face
Then my other two niggaz ran in, had a cannon
Ready to care what we been plannin'
These two crab cats, we know they hustle
We know they got
'Cause they don't fuck with nothin' but

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 his head jerk back
"You wanna then tell my nigga where you stash the work at"
He gave me the address then I ran
But I took the keys to his van outside
And when I got there, I 50 ki's in a stash
A hundred pounds of grass and two in cash
I was glad, the shit didn't fit in one bag

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