Hey yoI just left the studioand it's about 2 in the morn'
I just finished doin a song
Now I'm ready for sleep
But first I want spaghetti to eat
In this good Italian restaurant right up the street
So I jumped in the jeepstash the heat under the seat
Then I got a beep
My voice is harshbarely can speak
I called back on the cell
It's Coleymad as hell
He told me to listen well as he started to yell
"I just seen Mike and Ben with your wife and a friend
And they just got a room in the Holiday Inn"
"It's my wifeyou sure?"
"Yeah I'm sure
I saw the whore as soon she walked through the door"
"Yosay no morewhich one?"
"The one in Jerseysonright over the bridge"
"We goin' hurt those hoes"
"And hurt both of them kids"
Now I'm in the Range
Switchin lanesdoin a buck 'n change
I can't wait to touch the lames and them fuckin dames
Reach the destinationgrab the heat without no hesitation
These niggas fuckin up my reputation
I saw Coleone holdin the chrome
Ice-grilllookin like he had a license to kill
And he had somebody else with 'em playin the cup
Lookin like he can't wait to start sprayin shit up
"Yowho that in the background?"
"It's Tommy Giss"
"OhI didn't recognise you with your hat down
Son you readywe got this whole shit mapped out"
"Yeahwo goin to take the backroute
And pull our gats out and throw our mask on
We ain't leavin till everyone's dead and all the cash gone"
"We goin to get our laugh on when we're through
But right now we got a job to do"
"So let's do it"
Hey yoI stepped to the deskclerk
Put the gat to her dress-shirt
Told her to listen up before she get hurt
"They just walked inparty of fourtwo chickstwo males
What room they got?"
She paused and said "212"
Took the steps now I'm out of breath
I gotta stop smokin
Them cigarettes goin be the cause of my death
My heart beatin fast nowcause it's about to pop off
Saw the doorlet the glock offtore the lock off
Took a deep breaththen ran inside at a quick pase
I felt disgracedI should've shot the bitch in the face
Then my other two niggas ran in
Each had a cannon
Ready to take carehow we done planned it
"These two crab catswe know they hustle upstate"
We know they got stacks
Cause they don't move with nothin but weight
We got the cuffs and the ducktape and put it to use
Then told 'em when this is over we be lettin 'em loose
"Hey manI kicked Mike in his face
So I just had your back
You wanna live and tell my nigga where the stash at"
He gave me the address then I ran outside
But first I took the keys to his van outside
And when I got thereI found 50 keys in a stash
A 100 pound of grassand 2 million in cash
I was dumb glad
The sit didn't fit in one bag
So I got threefilled 'em all up to the teeth
And put the bags in the vanthen I locked the truck
When I got backColey done popped them punks
"Hey yo'fuck it Lwe might as well pop these studs"
Man that's four bodies
Two outta-towners and two hotties
And after that we ain't sleep for three days
We hit the PJ'ssplit the money threeways
Now we all laughin hardgettin nice and weeded
Celebratin niggaheist completed
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