lirik lagu e 40 - bring the yellow tape
some serious -ss sh-t 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
i’m cryin’ vengeance for revenge, look what i do
called up my mossie, told my n-gg-z to be on alert
heard it was some player hating og’s out there putting in work
from what i understand that sh-t ain’t over no turfs and drugs
it’s over some b-tches and some jealous n-gg-z 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 motherf-ckers have it nelf
money talks and bullsh-t 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 n-gg-z gonna get straight served
and a ballerish n-gg- like me, young in the game straight having thangs
taking this bullsh-t from some ol’ jealous -ss 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
yes indeed, them n-gg-z act like they can’t bleed
but them lies, i’m talking about the element of surprise
bring the noise, who’s fallin’ like the big boys?
heavens to merkatroid, i’m ballin’ like the big boys
i just got word, i heard the same n-gg-z robbed my partner herb
pulled on his d-ck 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 seven hundred thousand
gte mobile net cellular communication
i got his voice mail number, let me try and page him
i’m hecka cool, he hecksa cool with me
he called me back said, “let’s 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, let’s 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
bring the yellow tape
bring the yellow tape
bring the yellow tape
the yellow tape
w-ssup, my naga, you ready to ride
on these hoe -ss block busters
that’s me an herb talking outside of denny’s
smoking a beedie sittin’ in my cutl-ss
it’s only a handful of them suck l’s, i can count them on my fingers
f-ck, letting this sh-t die down, i’m ready to hear the fat singers
i’m ’bout my gats but can’t make cash with n-gg-z
breathing all down my -ss
therefore i must explore by taking a few lives to even the score
my ace boon, my sugar low, blood pressure high [incomprehensible]
drinking and crying, two four seven my stomach in and out
i know this one botch that got my n-gg-
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 n-gg-z coat tails true [incomprehensible]
find out where they sleep by looking up there address on the computer
herb hollard, “bingo, tomorrow we ride, my naga
fake -ss n-gg-z done stuck there fingers in
some permanent sh-t that they can’t wipe off”
yeah, motherf-ckers fail realize the size of this
oh, it’s gon’ get done, three or four more hot ones
added on to the fire that already got ’em
ain’t no kind of [incomprehensible] to me
my d-ck get hard off this type sh-t, boy
tell that botch to get the 707’s
on them n-gg-z 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 & koch collection throw-aways
and when we did it, i guess you could say we did that
and after that n-gg-z gave me my ‘spec
bring the yellow tape
bring the yellow tape
the yellow tape
bring the yellow tape
the yellow tape
the yellow tape
[incomprehensible]
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