Studio Ton - Bring the Yellow Tape lyrics

Some serious a** sh** 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 n***as to be on alert Heard it was some player hating O.G's out there putting in work From what I understand that sh** ain't over no turfs and d** It's over some b**hes and some jealous n***as 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 bullsh** 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***as gonna get straight served And a ballerish n***a like me young in the game straight having thangs Taking this sh** from some ol' jealous a** OG's man? I'm not having it, you want some funk I'll bring it to ya Dagnamit I thought you s**as already knew ah Yes indeed, them n***as act like they can't 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 n***as 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 GTE 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 Wa**up my Naga you ready to ride on these ho a** block busters Thats me an Herb talking outside of Denny's smoking a beedie sittin in my Cutla** It's only a handful of them s** L's I can count them on my finger f** letting this sh** die down I'm ready to hear the fat singers I'm bout my gats but can't make cash with n***as 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 n***a 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***as 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 a** n***as done stuck there fingers in Some permanent sh** that they can't wipe off (Talking) Yeah, motherf**ers 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 sh** boy Tell that botch to get the 707's on them n***as 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 n***as gave me my 'spec Hook