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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 Gibbs and with me
it out, uhh, bust it

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

"I seen Mike and Ben with your wife 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 Jersey son, over the bridge"
"We hurt those hoes"
"And both of them kids"

Now I'm in the
Switchin' lanes, doin' a buck 'n
I can't wait to buck them lames and fuckin' dames
I the destination
Grab the heat no hesitation
These niggaz fuckin' up my
I saw Corleone the chrome
Ice-grill, lookin' like he had a to kill

And he had somebody else 'em playin' the cup
like he can't wait to start sprayin' shit 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 shit mapped out
I you ain't scared, it's no time to back out
We gon' take the back route, the gats out, throw the mask on
We ain't leavin' 'til 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 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 they got?" She paused and said, "212"
I took the steps now I'm out of breath, I gotta stop
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, ran inside at a quick pace
I felt disgraced, I shoulda that bitch in the face
my other two niggaz ran in, each had a cannon
Ready to take what we been plannin'
two crab cats, we know they hustle upstate
We know got stacks
they don't fuck with nothin' but weight

We got the and the duct 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 where you stash the work at"
He gave me the address then I ran
But first I took the keys to his van
And when I got there, I 50 ki's in a stash
A hundred pounds of grass and two in cash
I was dumb glad, the didn't fit in one bag

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