Luyện nghe bài hát Bring the Yellow Tape

Some serious ass shit off a little bit over an hour ago
My ace Boon just got peelt at the store
It's unbelievable, I'm shocked, this be true
I'm cryin' vengeance for revenge, what I do

Called up my Mossie, told my niggaz to be on
Heard it was some player OG's out there putting in work
From what I understand that ain't over no turfs and drugs
It's over some and some jealous niggaz with a grudge

Hot at the head, I'm fired up I wanna do 'em in
Hit me up in the corner and me
Let them have it Nelf
Money talks and bullshit walks, I'm off to San
For some glocks and techno chops and a gang of

Took a hit of the chronic dank to expand my thoughts relax
When I get back to the just think
Them gonna get straight served
And a ballerish nigga like me, young in the straight having thangs
Taking this from some ol' jealous ass OG's man

I'm not having it, you want funk I'll bring it to ya
Dagnamit, I thought you already knew
Yes indeed, them niggaz act like can't bleed
But lies, I'm talking about the element of surprise

Bring the noise, fallin' like the big boys?
Heavens to Merkatroid, I'm ballin' the big boys
I just got word, I heard the same niggaz robbed my herb
Pulled on his dick a pair of appliers, got him for a bird

It's gettin' stanky, got my curiosity
See, herbs a factor, he's worth hundred thousand
GTE mobile net cellular
I got his voice number, let me try and page him

I'm hecka cool, he hecksa cool me
He called me back said, "Let's go party on them E"
I said, "Where you at?"
He said, "Where you at?", I said, "I'm in Vallejo"
He said, "I tell you what, let's hook up me and you at in the Vill"

I said, "Roger", he said, "Over and out, fake out"
I said, "What time?" He said, "One o'
If traffic, go the back route"
Ya see, sloppy jobs ain't my so no mistakes
We do it right and when it's done the yellow tape

the yellow tape
Bring the tape
the yellow tape
The yellow

Wassup, my Naga, you to ride
On hoe ass block busters
That's me an Herb outside of Denny's
Smoking a sittin' in my Cutlass

It's only a handful of them suck L's, I can them on my fingers
Fuck, letting this shit die down, I'm ready to hear the fat
I'm my gats but can't make cash with niggaz
all down my ass

Therefore I must explore by taking a few lives to even the
My ace Boon, my low, blood pressure high [Incomprehensible]
Drinking and crying, two seven my stomach in and out

I this one botch that got my nigga
That just got out of baby
She'll hop scratch she works for
Pacific Bell and she just maybe

me pull these niggaz coat tails true [Incomprehensible]
Find out where they sleep by looking up there address on the
hollard, "Bingo, tomorrow we ride, my naga
Fake ass niggaz stuck there fingers in
Some shit that they can't wipe off"

Yeah, motherfuckers fail realize the of this
Oh, it's gon' get done, three or four hot ones
Added on to the that already got 'em
Ain't no of [Incomprehensible] to me

My dick get hard off type shit, boy
Tell botch to get the 707's
On them residential spots
By afternoon and it's on

Think I didn't, got on it right
got me a chance to use my
Heckler & collection throw-aways
And when we did it, I guess you could say we did
And after that gave me my 'spec

the yellow tape
Bring the yellow
The tape

the yellow tape
The tape
The tape