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Some serious ass shit jumped off a little bit over an hour ago My ace Boon just got peelt at the corner store It's unbelievable I'm shocked this can't be true Im cryin vengeance for revenge look what I do Called up my Mossie told my niggaz to be on alert Heard it was some player hating O.G's out there putting in work From what I understand that shit ain't over no turfs and drugs It's over some bitches and some jealous niggaz with a grudge Hot at the head I'm fired up I wanna do'em in myself Hit me up in the corner and watch me let them have it nelf Money talks and bullshit walks, I'm off to San Leandro For some glocks and techno chops and a gang of ammo Took a hit of the chronic dank to expand my thoughts relax nerves When I get back to the town just think them niggaz gonna get straight served And a ballerish nigga like me young in the game straight having thangs Taking this shit from some ol' jealous ass OG's man? I'm not having it, you want some funk I'll bring it to ya Dagnamit I thought you suckas already knew ah Yes indeed, them niggaz act like they cant bleed But them lies, I'm talking about the element of surprise Bring the noise, whos fallin like the big boys? Heavens to Merkatroid, I'm ballin like the big boys I just got the word I heard the same niggaz robbed my partner herb Pulled on his dick with a pair of appliers got him for a bird It's gettin stanky got my curiosity arousin See herbs a factor, he's worth $700,000 Letras de cancionesGTE mobile net cellular comminication I got his voice mail number let me try an page him I'm hecka cool he hecksa cool with me He called me back said "Lets go party on them fools E." I said "Where you at?" He said "Where you at?" I said I'm in Vallejo He said I tell you what lets hook up me and you at Dennys in the Vill' I said Roger he said "Over and out don't fake out" I said what time he said one o'clock if it's traffic go the back route Ya see, sloppy jobs ain't my forte so no mistakes We do it right and when it's done bring the yellow tape (Hook) Bring the yellow tape 3x The yellow tape Wassup my Naga you ready to ride on these hoe ass block busters Thats me an Herb talking outside of Denny's smoking a beedie sittin in my Cutlass it's only a handful of them suck L's I can count them on my finger Fuck letting this shit die down I'm ready to hear the fat singers I'm bout my gats but cant make cash with niggaz breathing all down my back Therefore I must explore by taking a few lives to even the score My ace Boon, my sugar low, blood pressure high Drinking and crying two four seven my stomach in and out I know this one botch that got my nigga that just got out of jail's baby She'll play hop scratch she works for Pacific Bell and she just might maybe Help me pull these niggaz coat tails true ??? Find out where they sleep by looking up there address on the computer Herb hollard bingo, tomorrow we ride my naga Fake ass niggaz done stuck there fingers in some permanent shit that they cant wipe off (Talking) Yeah, motherfuckers fail to realize the size of this oh it's gonna get done, three or four more hot ones to the fire that already got 'em ain't no kind of stress to me my dick get hard off this type shit boy tell that botch to get the 707's on them niggaz residential spots by tomorrow afternoon and it's on Think I didn't? got on it right away Finally got me a chance to use my Heckler & Knoch collection throw-aways And when we did I guess you could say we did that and after that niggaz gave me my 'spec Hook From Letras Mania