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Yeah, 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, zone
I got my man Gibbs and Corleone with me
it out, uhh, bust it

Aiyyo I just left the studio and it's about two in the
Just finished a song, now I'm ready for sleep
But first I want to eat
And it's a good restaurant right up the street
So I jumped in the jeep, stash the 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 well as he to yell

"I just seen Mike and Ben 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 wait to buck them lames and them fuckin' dames
I reach the
Grab the heat no hesitation
These fuckin' up my reputation
I saw Corleone the chrome
Ice-grill, like he had a license to kill

And he had somebody with 'em playin' the cup
Lookin' like he wait to start sprayin' shit up
"Yo, who that in the background?" "It's Gibbs"
"Oh, I didn't recognize you with hat down"
Son you ready? We got this whole shit 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 leavin' '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
Told her listen up she get hurt
"They walked in, party of four, two chicks, two males
What room they got?" She and said, "212"
I took the steps now I'm out of breath, I gotta smokin'
cigarettes gon' be the 'cause of my death

My heart beatin' now, 'cause it's about 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 shot that in the face
Then my other two ran in, each had a cannon
Ready to care what we been plannin'
These two crab cats, we know they 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
told 'em when this is over we'll be lettin 'em loose
And then I kicked mike in his face to watch his head jerk
"You wanna live then tell my nigga where you stash the at"
He me the address then I ran outside
But first I the keys to his van outside
And when I got there, I found 50 ki's in a
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
put the bags in the van, then I locked the truck
When I got back, Corle' done them punks
"Aiyyo fuck it l, we might as well pop studs"
Now four bodies, two outta-towners and two hotties
And after that we sleep for three days
We hit the PJ's, split the money three
Now we all hard, gettin' nice and weeded
Celebratin' nigga, completed