[{"id":3968075,"name":"Bring The Yellow Tape","trackName":"Bring The Yellow Tape","artistName":"E-40","albumName":"The Mail Man","duration":268.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Some serious ass shit jumped off a little bit over an hour ago\nMy ace Boon just got peelt at the corner store\nIt's unbelievable, I'm shocked, this can't be true\nI'm cryin' vengeance for revenge, look what I do\n\nCalled up my Mossie, told my niggaz to be on alert\nHeard it was some player hating OG's out there putting in work\nFrom what I understand that shit ain't over no turfs and drugs\nIt's over some bitches and some jealous niggaz with a grudge\n\nHot at the head, I'm fired up I wanna do 'em in myself\nHit me up in the corner and watch me\nLet them motherfuckers have it Nelf\nMoney talks and bullshit walks, I'm off to San Leandro\nFor some glocks and techno chops and a gang of ammo\n\nTook a hit of the chronic dank to expand my thoughts relax nerves\nWhen I get back to the town just think\nThem niggaz gonna get straight served\nAnd a ballerish nigga like me, young in the game straight having thangs\nTaking this bullshit from some ol' jealous ass OG's man\n\nI'm not having it, you want some funk I'll bring it to ya\nDagnamit, I thought you suckas already knew\nYes indeed, them niggaz act like they can't bleed\nBut them lies, I'm talking about the element of surprise\n\nBring the noise, who's fallin' like the big boys?\nHeavens to Merkatroid, I'm ballin' like the big boys\nI just got word, I heard the same niggaz robbed my partner herb\nPulled on his dick with a pair of appliers, got him for a bird\n\nIt's gettin' stanky, got my curiosity arousin'\nSee, herbs a factor, he's worth seven hundred thousand\nGTE mobile net cellular communication\nI got his voice mail number, let me try and page him\n\nI'm hecka cool, he hecksa cool with me\nHe called me back said, \"Let's go party on them fools E\"\nI said, \"Where you at?\"\nHe said, \"Where you at?\", I said, \"I'm in Vallejo\"\nHe said, \"I tell you what, let's hook up me and you at Dennys in the Vill\"\n\nI said, \"Roger\", he said, \"Over and out, don't fake out\"\nI said, \"What time?\" He said, \"One o' clock\nIf it's traffic, go the back route\"\nYa see, sloppy jobs ain't my forte so no mistakes\nWe do it right and when it's done bring the yellow tape\n\nBring the yellow tape\nBring the yellow tape\nBring the yellow tape\nThe yellow tape\n\nWassup, my Naga, you ready to ride\nOn these hoe ass block busters\nThat's me an Herb talking outside of Denny's\nSmoking a beedie sittin' in my Cutlass\n\nIt's only a handful of them suck L's, I can count them on my fingers\nFuck, letting this shit die down, I'm ready to hear the fat singers\nI'm 'bout my gats but can't make cash with niggaz\nBreathing all down my ass\n\nTherefore I must explore by taking a few lives to even the score\nMy ace Boon, my sugar low, blood pressure high [Incomprehensible]\nDrinking and crying, two four seven my stomach in and out\n\nI know this one botch that got my nigga\nThat just got out of jail's baby\nShe'll play hop scratch she works for\nPacific Bell and she just might maybe\n\nHelp me pull these niggaz coat tails true [Incomprehensible]\nFind out where they sleep by looking up there address on the computer\nHerb hollard, \"Bingo, tomorrow we ride, my naga\nFake ass niggaz done stuck there fingers in\nSome permanent shit that they can't wipe off\"\n\nYeah, motherfuckers fail realize the size of this\nOh, it's gon' get done, three or four more hot ones\nAdded on to the fire that already got 'em\nAin't no kind of [Incomprehensible] to me\n\nMy dick get hard off this type shit, boy\nTell that botch to get the 707's\nOn them niggaz residential spots\nBy tomorrow afternoon and it's on\n\nThink I didn't, got on it right away\nFinally got me a chance to use my\nHeckler & Koch collection throw-aways\nAnd when we did it, I guess you could say we did that\nAnd after that niggaz gave me my 'spec\n\nBring the yellow tape\nBring the yellow tape\nThe yellow tape\n\nBring the yellow tape\nThe yellow tape\nThe yellow tape\n\n[Incomprehensible]","syncedLyrics":"[00:10.96] Some serious ass shit jumped off a little bit over an hour ago\n[00:14.59] My ace Boon just got peelt at the corner store\n[00:18.28] It's unbelievable, I'm shocked, this can't be true\n[00:20.90] I'm cryin' vengeance for revenge, look what I do\n[00:23.69] Called up my Mossie, told my niggaz to be on alert\n[00:26.36] Heard it was some player hating OG's out there putting in work\n[00:29.94] From what I understand that shit ain't over no turfs and drugs\n[00:32.69] It's over some bitches and some jealous niggaz with a grudge\n[00:35.50] Hot at the head, I'm fired up I wanna do 'em in myself\n[00:39.03] Hit me up in the corner and watch me\n[00:39.90] Let them motherfuckers have it Nelf\n[00:41.76] Money talks and bullshit walks, I'm off to San Leandro\n[00:44.49] For some glocks and techno chops and a gang of ammo\n[00:48.17] Took a hit of the chronic dank to expand my thoughts relax nerves\n[00:50.89] When I get back to the town just think\n[00:51.74] Them niggaz gonna get straight served\n[00:53.50] And a ballerish nigga like me, young in the game straight having thangs\n[00:56.21] Taking this bullshit from some ol' jealous ass OG's man\n[00:59.99] I'm not having it, you want some funk I'll bring it to ya\n[01:02.61] Dagnamit, I thought you suckas already knew\n[01:05.32] Yes indeed, them niggaz act like they can't bleed\n[01:08.90] But them lies, I'm talking about the element of surprise\n[01:11.73] Bring the noise, who's fallin' like the big boys?\n[01:14.45] Heavens to Merkatroid, I'm ballin' like the big boys\n[01:18.00] I just got word, I heard the same niggaz robbed my partner herb\n[01:20.72] Pulled on his dick with a pair of appliers, got him for a bird\n[01:23.42] It's gettin' stanky, got my curiosity arousin'\n[01:27.15] See, herbs a factor, he's worth seven hundred thousand\n[01:29.82] GTE mobile net cellular communication\n[01:32.56] I got his voice mail number, let me try and page him\n[01:36.10] I'm hecka cool, he hecksa cool with me\n[01:37.99] He called me back said, \"Let's go party on them fools E\"\n[01:41.65] I said, \"Where you at?\"\n[01:42.58] He said, \"Where you at?\", I said, \"I'm in Vallejo\"\n[01:44.39] He said, \"I tell you what, let's hook up me and you at Dennys in the Vill\"\n[01:47.95] I said, \"Roger\", he said, \"Over and out, don't fake out\"\n[01:50.64] I said, \"What time?\" He said, \"One o' clock\n[01:52.54] If it's traffic, go the back route\"\n[01:53.44] Ya see, sloppy jobs ain't my forte so no mistakes\n[01:57.04] We do it right and when it's done bring the yellow tape\n[02:01.58] Bring the yellow tape\n[02:04.24] Bring the yellow tape\n[02:07.01] Bring the yellow tape\n[02:10.67] The yellow tape\n[02:23.32] Wassup, my Naga, you ready to ride\n[02:25.12] On these hoe ass block busters\n[02:26.94] That's me an Herb talking outside of Denny's\n[02:28.76] Smoking a beedie sittin' in my Cutlass\n[02:29.67] It's only a handful of them suck L's, I can count them on my fingers\n[02:32.39] Fuck, letting this shit die down, I'm ready to hear the fat singers\n[02:36.08] I'm 'bout my gats but can't make cash with niggaz\n[02:37.82] Breathing all down my ass\n[02:38.73] Therefore I must explore by taking a few lives to even the score\n[02:41.48] My ace Boon, my sugar low, blood pressure high [Incomprehensible]\n[02:44.18] Drinking and crying, two four seven my stomach in and out\n[02:47.70] I know this one botch that got my nigga\n[02:49.60] That just got out of jail's baby\n[02:50.56] She'll play hop scratch she works for\n[02:52.33] Pacific Bell and she just might maybe\n[02:54.16] Help me pull these niggaz coat tails true [Incomprehensible]\n[02:56.82] Find out where they sleep by looking up there address on the computer\n[02:59.55] Herb hollard, \"Bingo, tomorrow we ride, my naga\n[03:03.25] Fake ass niggaz done stuck there fingers in\n[03:04.18] Some permanent shit that they can't wipe off\"\n[03:05.97] Yeah, motherfuckers fail realize the size of this\n[03:09.56] Oh, it's gon' get done, three or four more hot ones\n[03:12.37] Added on to the fire that already got 'em\n[03:14.16] Ain't no kind of [Incomprehensible] to me\n[03:15.02] My dick get hard off this type shit, boy\n[03:17.71] Tell that botch to get the 707's\n[03:19.55] On them niggaz residential spots\n[03:20.44] By tomorrow afternoon and it's on\n[03:23.88] Think I didn't, got on it right away\n[03:26.65] Finally got me a chance to use my\n[03:27.59] Heckler & Koch collection throw-aways\n[03:30.22] And when we did it, I guess you could say we did that\n[03:32.98] And after that niggaz gave me my 'spec\n[03:37.43] Bring the yellow tape\n[03:40.28] Bring the yellow tape\n[03:43.85] The yellow tape\n[03:46.53] Bring the yellow tape\n[03:49.27] The yellow tape\n[03:52.87] The yellow tape\n[03:57.45] 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off a little bit over an hour ago\n  My ace Boon just got peelt at the corner store\n  It's unbelievable, I'm shocked, this can't be true\n  I'm cryin' vengeance for revenge, look what I do\n\n  Called up my Mossie, told my niggaz to be on alert\n  Heard it was some player hating OG's out there putting in work\n  From what I understand that shit ain't over no turfs and drugs\n  It's over some bitches and some jealous niggaz with a grudge\n\n  Hot at the head, I'm fired up I wanna do 'em in myself\n  Hit me up in the corner and watch me\n  Let them motherfuckers have it Nelf\n  Money talks and bullshit walks, I'm off to San Leandro\n  For some glocks and techno chops and a gang of ammo\n\n  Took a hit of the chronic dank to expand my thoughts relax nerves\n  When I get back to the town just think\n  Them niggaz gonna get straight served\n  And a ballerish nigga like me, young in the game straight having thangs\n  Taking this bullshit from some ol' jealous ass OG's man\n\n  I'm not having it, you want some funk I'll bring it to ya\n  Dagnamit, I thought you suckas already knew\n  Yes indeed, them niggaz act like they can't bleed\n  But them lies, I'm talking about the element of surprise\n\n  Bring the noise, who's fallin' like the big boys?\n  Heavens to Merkatroid, I'm ballin' like the big boys\n  I just got word, I heard the same niggaz robbed my partner herb\n  Pulled on his dick with a pair of appliers, got him for a bird\n\n  It's gettin' stanky, got my curiosity arousin'\n  See, herbs a factor, he's worth seven hundred thousand\n  GTE mobile net cellular communication\n  I got his voice mail number, let me try and page him\n\n  I'm hecka cool, he hecksa cool with me\n  He called me back said, \"Let's go party on them fools E\"\n  I said, \"Where you at?\"\n  He said, \"Where you at?\", I said, \"I'm in Vallejo\"\n  He said, \"I tell you what, let's hook up me and you at Dennys in the Vill\"\n\n  I said, \"Roger\", he said, \"Over and out, don't fake out\"\n  I said, \"What time?\" He said, \"One o' clock\n  If it's traffic, go the back route\"\n  Ya see, sloppy jobs ain't my forte so no mistakes\n  We do it right and when it's done bring the yellow tape\n\n  Bring the yellow tape\n  Bring the yellow tape\n  Bring the yellow tape\n  The yellow tape\n\n  Wassup, my Naga, you ready to ride\n  On these hoe ass block busters\n  That's me an Herb talking outside of Denny's\n  Smoking a beedie sittin' in my Cutlass\n\n  It's only a handful of them suck L's, I can count them on my fingers\n  Fuck, letting this shit die down, I'm ready to hear the fat singers\n  I'm 'bout my gats but can't make cash with niggaz\n  Breathing all down my ass\n\n  Therefore I must explore by taking a few lives to even the score\n  My ace Boon, my sugar low, blood pressure high [Incomprehensible]\n  Drinking and crying, two four seven my stomach in and out\n\n  I know this one botch that got my nigga\n  That just got out of jail's baby\n  She'll play hop scratch she works for\n  Pacific Bell and she just might maybe\n\n  Help me pull these niggaz coat tails true [Incomprehensible]\n  Find out where they sleep by looking up there address on the computer\n  Herb hollard, \"Bingo, tomorrow we ride, my naga\n  Fake ass niggaz done stuck there fingers in\n  Some permanent shit that they can't wipe off\"\n\n  Yeah, motherfuckers fail realize the size of this\n  Oh, it's gon' get done, three or four more hot ones\n  Added on to the fire that already got 'em\n  Ain't no kind of [Incomprehensible] to me\n\n  My dick get hard off this type shit, boy\n  Tell that botch to get the 707's\n  On them niggaz residential spots\n  By tomorrow afternoon and it's on\n\n  Think I didn't, got on it right away\n  Finally got me a chance to use my\n  Heckler & Koch collection throw-aways\n  And when we did it, I guess you could say we did that\n  And after that niggaz gave me my 'spec\n\n  Bring the yellow tape\n  Bring the yellow tape\n  The yellow tape\n\n  Bring the yellow tape\n  The yellow tape\n  The yellow tape\n\n  [Incomprehensible]\n"},{"id":22414286,"name":"Bring the Yellow Tape","trackName":"Bring the Yellow Tape","artistName":"E-40","albumName":"The Mail Man","duration":299.650667,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Some serious ass shit jumped off a little bit over an hour ago\nMy ace Boon just got peelt at the corner store\nIt's unbelievable, I'm shocked, this can't be true\nI'm cryin' vengeance for revenge, look what I do\n\nCalled up my Mossie, told my niggaz to be on alert\nHeard it was some player hating OG's out there putting in work\nFrom what I understand that shit ain't over no turfs and drugs\nIt's over some bitches and some jealous niggaz with a grudge\n\nHot at the head, I'm fired up I wanna do 'em in myself\nHit me up in the corner and watch me\nLet them motherfuckers have it Nelf\nMoney talks and bullshit walks, I'm off to San Leandro\nFor some glocks and techno chops and a gang of ammo\n\nTook a hit of the chronic dank to expand my thoughts relax nerves\nWhen I get back to the town just think\nThem niggaz gonna get straight served\nAnd a ballerish nigga like me, young in the game straight having thangs\nTaking this bullshit from some ol' jealous ass OG's man\n\nI'm not having it, you want some funk I'll bring it to ya\nDagnamit, I thought you suckas already knew\nYes indeed, them niggaz act like they can't bleed\nBut them lies, I'm talking about the element of surprise\n\nBring the noise, who's fallin' like the big boys?\nHeavens to Merkatroid, I'm ballin' like the big boys\nI just got word, I heard the same niggaz robbed my partner herb\nPulled on his dick with a pair of appliers, got him for a bird\n\nIt's gettin' stanky, got my curiosity arousin'\nSee, herbs a factor, he's worth seven hundred thousand\nGTE mobile net cellular communication\nI got his voice mail number, let me try and page him\n\nI'm hecka cool, he hecksa cool with me\nHe called me back said, \"Let's go party on them fools E\"\nI said, \"Where you at?\"\nHe said, \"Where you at?\", I said, \"I'm in Vallejo\"\nHe said, \"I tell you what, let's hook up me and you at Dennys in the Vill\"\n\nI said, \"Roger\", he said, \"Over and out, don't fake out\"\nI said, \"What time?\" He said, \"One o' clock\nIf it's traffic, go the back route\"\nYa see, sloppy jobs ain't my forte so no mistakes\nWe do it right and when it's done bring the yellow tape\n\nBring the yellow tape\nBring the yellow tape\nBring the yellow tape\nThe yellow tape\n\nWassup, my Naga, you ready to ride\nOn these hoe ass block busters\nThat's me an Herb talking outside of Denny's\nSmoking a beedie sittin' in my Cutlass\n\nIt's only a handful of them suck L's, I can count them on my fingers\nFuck, letting this shit die down, I'm ready to hear the fat singers\nI'm 'bout my gats but can't make cash with niggaz\nBreathing all down my ass\n\nTherefore I must explore by taking a few lives to even the score\nMy ace Boon, my sugar low, blood pressure high [Incomprehensible]\nDrinking and crying, two four seven my stomach in and out\n\nI know this one botch that got my nigga\nThat just got out of jail's baby\nShe'll play hop scratch she works for\nPacific Bell and she just might maybe\n\nHelp me pull these niggaz coat tails true [Incomprehensible]\nFind out where they sleep by looking up there address on the computer\nHerb hollard, \"Bingo, tomorrow we ride, my naga\nFake ass niggaz done stuck there fingers in\nSome permanent shit that they can't wipe off\"\n\nYeah, motherfuckers fail realize the size of this\nOh, it's gon' get done, three or four more hot ones\nAdded on to the fire that already got 'em\nAin't no kind of [Incomprehensible] to me\n\nMy dick get hard off this type shit, boy\nTell that botch to get the 707's\nOn them niggaz residential spots\nBy tomorrow afternoon and it's on\n\nThink I didn't, got on it right away\nFinally got me a chance to use my\nHeckler & Koch collection throw-aways\nAnd when we did it, I guess you could say we did that\nAnd after that niggaz gave me my 'spec\n\nBring the yellow tape\nBring the yellow tape\nThe yellow tape\n\nBring the yellow tape\nThe yellow tape\nThe yellow tape\n\n[Incomprehensible]","syncedLyrics":"[00:10.96] Some serious ass shit jumped off a little bit over an hour ago\n[00:14.59] My ace Boon just got peelt at the corner store\n[00:18.28] It's unbelievable, I'm shocked, this can't be true\n[00:20.90] I'm cryin' vengeance for revenge, look what I do\n[00:23.69] Called up my Mossie, told my niggaz to be on alert\n[00:26.36] Heard it was some player hating OG's out there putting in work\n[00:29.94] From what I understand that shit ain't over no turfs and drugs\n[00:32.69] It's over some bitches and some jealous niggaz with a grudge\n[00:35.50] Hot at the head, I'm fired up I wanna do 'em in myself\n[00:39.03] Hit me up in the corner and watch me\n[00:39.90] Let them motherfuckers have it Nelf\n[00:41.76] Money talks and bullshit walks, I'm off to San Leandro\n[00:44.49] For some glocks and techno chops and a gang of ammo\n[00:48.17] Took a hit of the chronic dank to expand my thoughts relax nerves\n[00:50.89] When I get back to the town just think\n[00:51.74] Them niggaz gonna get straight served\n[00:53.50] And a ballerish nigga like me, young in the game straight having thangs\n[00:56.21] Taking this bullshit from some ol' jealous ass OG's man\n[00:59.99] I'm not having it, you want some funk I'll bring it to ya\n[01:02.61] Dagnamit, I thought you suckas already knew\n[01:05.32] Yes indeed, them niggaz act like they can't bleed\n[01:08.90] But them lies, I'm talking about the element of surprise\n[01:11.73] Bring the noise, who's fallin' like the big boys?\n[01:14.45] Heavens to Merkatroid, I'm ballin' like the big boys\n[01:18.00] I just got word, I heard the same niggaz robbed my partner herb\n[01:20.72] Pulled on his dick with a pair of appliers, got him for a bird\n[01:23.42] It's gettin' stanky, got my curiosity arousin'\n[01:27.15] See, herbs a factor, he's worth seven hundred thousand\n[01:29.82] GTE mobile net cellular communication\n[01:32.56] I got his voice mail number, let me try and page him\n[01:36.10] I'm hecka cool, he hecksa cool with me\n[01:37.99] He called me back said, \"Let's go party on them fools E\"\n[01:41.65] I said, \"Where you at?\"\n[01:42.58] He said, \"Where you at?\", I said, \"I'm in Vallejo\"\n[01:44.39] He said, \"I tell you what, let's hook up me and you at Dennys in the Vill\"\n[01:47.95] I said, \"Roger\", he said, \"Over and out, don't fake out\"\n[01:50.64] I said, \"What time?\" He said, \"One o' clock\n[01:52.54] If it's traffic, go the back route\"\n[01:53.44] Ya see, sloppy jobs ain't my forte so no mistakes\n[01:57.04] We do it right and when it's done bring the yellow tape\n[02:01.58] Bring the yellow tape\n[02:04.24] Bring the yellow tape\n[02:07.01] Bring the yellow tape\n[02:10.67] The yellow tape\n[02:23.32] Wassup, my Naga, you ready to ride\n[02:25.12] On these hoe ass block busters\n[02:26.94] That's me an Herb talking outside of Denny's\n[02:28.76] Smoking a beedie sittin' in my Cutlass\n[02:29.67] It's only a handful of them suck L's, I can count them on my fingers\n[02:32.39] Fuck, letting this shit die down, I'm ready to hear the fat singers\n[02:36.08] I'm 'bout my gats but can't make cash with niggaz\n[02:37.82] Breathing all down my ass\n[02:38.73] Therefore I must explore by taking a few lives to even the score\n[02:41.48] My ace Boon, my sugar low, blood pressure high [Incomprehensible]\n[02:44.18] Drinking and crying, two four seven my stomach in and out\n[02:47.70] I know this one botch that got my nigga\n[02:49.60] That just got out of jail's baby\n[02:50.56] She'll play hop scratch she works for\n[02:52.33] Pacific Bell and she just might maybe\n[02:54.16] Help me pull these niggaz coat tails true [Incomprehensible]\n[02:56.82] Find out where they sleep by looking up there address on the computer\n[02:59.55] Herb hollard, \"Bingo, tomorrow we ride, my naga\n[03:03.25] Fake ass niggaz done stuck there fingers in\n[03:04.18] Some permanent shit that they can't wipe off\"\n[03:05.97] Yeah, motherfuckers fail realize the size of this\n[03:09.56] Oh, it's gon' get done, three or four more hot ones\n[03:12.37] Added on to the fire that already got 'em\n[03:14.16] Ain't no kind of [Incomprehensible] to me\n[03:15.02] My dick get hard off this type shit, boy\n[03:17.71] Tell that botch to get the 707's\n[03:19.55] On them niggaz residential spots\n[03:20.44] By tomorrow afternoon and it's on\n[03:23.88] Think I didn't, got on it right away\n[03:26.65] Finally got me a chance to use my\n[03:27.59] Heckler & Koch collection throw-aways\n[03:30.22] And when we did it, I guess you could say we did that\n[03:32.98] And after that niggaz gave me my 'spec\n[03:37.43] Bring the yellow tape\n[03:40.28] Bring the yellow tape\n[03:43.85] The yellow tape\n[03:46.53] Bring the yellow 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this bullshit from some ol' jealous ass OG's man\n\n  I'm not having it, you want some funk I'll bring it to ya\n  Dagnamit, I thought you suckas already knew\n  Yes indeed, them niggaz act like they can't bleed\n  But them lies, I'm talking about the element of surprise\n\n  Bring the noise, who's fallin' like the big boys?\n  Heavens to Merkatroid, I'm ballin' like the big boys\n  I just got word, I heard the same niggaz robbed my partner herb\n  Pulled on his dick with a pair of appliers, got him for a bird\n\n  It's gettin' stanky, got my curiosity arousin'\n  See, herbs a factor, he's worth seven hundred thousand\n  GTE mobile net cellular communication\n  I got his voice mail number, let me try and page him\n\n  I'm hecka cool, he hecksa cool with me\n  He called me back said, \"Let's go party on them fools E\"\n  I said, \"Where you at?\"\n  He said, \"Where you at?\", I said, \"I'm in Vallejo\"\n  He said, \"I tell you what, let's hook up me and you at Dennys in the Vill\"\n\n  I said, \"Roger\", he said, \"Over and out, don't fake out\"\n  I said, \"What time?\" He said, \"One o' clock\n  If it's traffic, go the back route\"\n  Ya see, sloppy jobs ain't my forte so no mistakes\n  We do it right and when it's done bring the yellow tape\n\n  Bring the yellow tape\n  Bring the yellow tape\n  Bring the yellow tape\n  The yellow tape\n\n  Wassup, my Naga, you ready to ride\n  On these hoe ass block busters\n  That's me an Herb talking outside of Denny's\n  Smoking a beedie sittin' in my Cutlass\n\n  It's only a handful of them suck L's, I can count them on my fingers\n  Fuck, letting this shit die down, I'm ready to hear the fat singers\n  I'm 'bout my gats but can't make cash with niggaz\n  Breathing all down my ass\n\n  Therefore I must explore by taking a few lives to even the score\n  My ace Boon, my sugar low, blood pressure high [Incomprehensible]\n  Drinking and crying, two four seven my stomach in and out\n\n  I know this one botch that got my nigga\n  That just got out of jail's baby\n  She'll play hop scratch she works for\n  Pacific Bell and she just might maybe\n\n  Help me pull these niggaz coat tails true [Incomprehensible]\n  Find out where they sleep by looking up there address on the computer\n  Herb hollard, \"Bingo, tomorrow we ride, my naga\n  Fake ass niggaz done stuck there fingers in\n  Some permanent shit that they can't wipe off\"\n\n  Yeah, motherfuckers fail realize the size of this\n  Oh, it's gon' get done, three or four more hot ones\n  Added on to the fire that already got 'em\n  Ain't no kind of [Incomprehensible] to me\n\n  My dick get hard off this type shit, boy\n  Tell that botch to get the 707's\n  On them niggaz residential spots\n  By tomorrow afternoon and it's on\n\n  Think I didn't, got on it right away\n  Finally got me a chance to use my\n  Heckler & Koch collection throw-aways\n  And when we did it, I guess you could say we did that\n  And after that niggaz gave me my 'spec\n\n  Bring the yellow 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glocks and techno chops and a gang of ammo\n\nTook a hit of the chronic dank to expand my thoughts relax nerves\nWhen I get back to the town just think\nThem niggaz gonna get straight served\nAnd a ballerish nigga like me, young in the game straight having thangs\nTaking this bullshit from some ol' jealous ass OG's man\n\nI'm not having it, you want some funk I'll bring it to ya\nDagnamit, I thought you suckas already knew\nYes indeed, them niggaz act like they can't bleed\nBut them lies, I'm talking about the element of surprise\n\nBring the noise, who's fallin' like the big boys?\nHeavens to Merkatroid, I'm ballin' like the big boys\nI just got word, I heard the same niggaz robbed my partner herb\nPulled on his dick with a pair of appliers, got him for a bird\n\nIt's gettin' stanky, got my curiosity arousin'\nSee, herbs a factor, he's worth seven hundred thousand\nGTE mobile net cellular communication\nI got his voice mail number, let me try and page him\n\nI'm hecka cool, he hecksa cool with me\nHe called me back said, \"Let's go party on them fools E\"\nI said, \"Where you at?\"\nHe said, \"Where you at?\", I said, \"I'm in Vallejo\"\nHe said, \"I tell you what, let's hook up me and you at Dennys in the Vill\"\n\nI said, \"Roger\", he said, \"Over and out, don't fake out\"\nI said, \"What time?\" He said, \"One o' clock\nIf it's traffic, go the back route\"\nYa see, sloppy jobs ain't my forte so no mistakes\nWe do it right and when it's done bring the yellow tape\n\nBring the yellow tape\nBring the yellow tape\nBring the yellow tape\nThe yellow tape\n\nWassup, my Naga, you ready to ride\nOn these hoe ass block busters\nThat's me an Herb talking outside of Denny's\nSmoking a beedie sittin' in my Cutlass\n\nIt's only a handful of them suck L's, I can count them on my fingers\nFuck, letting this shit die down, I'm ready to hear the fat singers\nI'm 'bout my gats but can't make cash with niggaz\nBreathing all down my ass\n\nTherefore I must explore by taking a few lives to even the score\nMy ace Boon, my sugar low, blood pressure high [Incomprehensible]\nDrinking and crying, two four seven my stomach in and out\n\nI know this one botch that got my nigga\nThat just got out of jail's baby\nShe'll play hop scratch she works for\nPacific Bell and she just might maybe\n\nHelp me pull these niggaz coat tails true [Incomprehensible]\nFind out where they sleep by looking up there address on the computer\nHerb hollard, \"Bingo, tomorrow we ride, my naga\nFake ass niggaz done stuck there fingers in\nSome permanent shit that they can't wipe off\"\n\nYeah, motherfuckers fail realize the size of this\nOh, it's gon' get done, three or four more hot ones\nAdded on to the fire that already got 'em\nAin't no kind of [Incomprehensible] to me\n\nMy dick get hard off this type shit, boy\nTell that botch to get the 707's\nOn them niggaz residential spots\nBy tomorrow afternoon and it's on\n\nThink I didn't, got on it right away\nFinally got me a chance to use my\nHeckler & Koch collection throw-aways\nAnd when we did it, I guess you could say we did that\nAnd after that niggaz gave me my 'spec\n\nBring the yellow tape\nBring the yellow tape\nThe yellow tape\n\nBring the yellow tape\nThe yellow tape\nThe yellow tape\n\n[Incomprehensible]","syncedLyrics":"[00:10.96] Some serious ass shit jumped off a little bit over an hour ago\n[00:14.59] My ace Boon just got peelt at the corner store\n[00:18.28] It's unbelievable, I'm shocked, this can't be true\n[00:20.90] I'm cryin' vengeance for revenge, look what I do\n[00:23.69] Called up my Mossie, told my niggaz to be on alert\n[00:26.36] Heard it was some player hating OG's out there putting in work\n[00:29.94] From what I understand that shit ain't over no turfs and drugs\n[00:32.69] It's over some bitches and some jealous niggaz with a grudge\n[00:35.50] Hot at the head, I'm fired up I wanna do 'em in myself\n[00:39.03] Hit me up in the corner and watch me\n[00:39.90] Let them motherfuckers have it Nelf\n[00:41.76] Money talks and bullshit walks, I'm off to San Leandro\n[00:44.49] For some glocks and techno chops and a gang of ammo\n[00:48.17] Took a hit of the chronic dank to expand my thoughts relax nerves\n[00:50.89] When I get back to the town just think\n[00:51.74] Them niggaz gonna get straight served\n[00:53.50] And a ballerish nigga like me, young in the game straight having thangs\n[00:56.21] Taking this bullshit from some ol' jealous ass OG's man\n[00:59.99] I'm not having it, you want some funk I'll bring it to ya\n[01:02.61] Dagnamit, I thought you suckas already knew\n[01:05.32] Yes indeed, them niggaz act like they can't bleed\n[01:08.90] But them lies, I'm talking about the element of surprise\n[01:11.73] Bring the noise, who's fallin' like the big boys?\n[01:14.45] Heavens to Merkatroid, I'm ballin' like the big boys\n[01:18.00] I just got word, I heard the same niggaz robbed my partner herb\n[01:20.72] Pulled on his dick with a pair of appliers, got him for a 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I'm off to San Leandro\nFor some glocks and techno chops and a gang of ammo\n\nTook a hit of the chronic dank to expand my thoughts relax nerves\nWhen I get back to the town just think\nThem niggaz gonna get straight served\nAnd a ballerish nigga like me, young in the game straight having thangs\nTaking this bullshit from some ol' jealous ass OG's man\n\nI'm not having it, you want some funk I'll bring it to ya\nDagnamit, I thought you suckas already knew\nYes indeed, them niggaz act like they can't bleed\nBut them lies, I'm talking about the element of surprise\n\nBring the noise, who's fallin' like the big boys?\nHeavens to Merkatroid, I'm ballin' like the big boys\nI just got word, I heard the same niggaz robbed my partner herb\nPulled on his dick with a pair of appliers, got him for a bird\n\nIt's gettin' stanky, got my curiosity arousin'\nSee, herbs a factor, he's worth seven hundred thousand\nGTE mobile net cellular communication\nI got his voice mail number, let me try and page him\n\nI'm hecka cool, he hecksa cool with me\nHe called me back said, \"Let's go party on them fools E\"\nI said, \"Where you at?\"\nHe said, \"Where you at?\", I said, \"I'm in Vallejo\"\nHe said, \"I tell you what, let's hook up me and you at Dennys in the Vill\"\n\nI said, \"Roger\", he said, \"Over and out, don't fake out\"\nI said, \"What time?\" He said, \"One o' clock\nIf it's traffic, go the back route\"\nYa see, sloppy jobs ain't my forte so no mistakes\nWe do it right and when it's done bring the yellow tape\n\nBring the yellow tape\nBring the yellow tape\nBring the yellow tape\nThe yellow tape\n\nWassup, my Naga, you ready to ride\nOn these hoe ass block busters\nThat's me an Herb talking outside of Denny's\nSmoking a beedie sittin' in my Cutlass\n\nIt's only a handful of them suck L's, I can count them on my fingers\nFuck, letting this shit die down, I'm ready to hear the fat singers\nI'm 'bout my gats but can't make cash with niggaz\nBreathing all down my ass\n\nTherefore I must explore by taking a few lives to even the score\nMy ace Boon, my sugar low, blood pressure high [Incomprehensible]\nDrinking and crying, two four seven my stomach in and out\n\nI know this one botch that got my nigga\nThat just got out of jail's baby\nShe'll play hop scratch she works for\nPacific Bell and she just might maybe\n\nHelp me pull these niggaz coat tails true [Incomprehensible]\nFind out where they sleep by looking up there address on the computer\nHerb hollard, \"Bingo, tomorrow we ride, my naga\nFake ass niggaz done stuck there fingers in\nSome permanent shit that they can't wipe off\"\n\nYeah, motherfuckers fail realize the size of this\nOh, it's gon' get done, three or four more hot ones\nAdded on to the fire that already got 'em\nAin't no kind of [Incomprehensible] to me\n\nMy dick get hard off this type shit, boy\nTell that botch to get the 707's\nOn them niggaz residential spots\nBy tomorrow afternoon and it's on\n\nThink I didn't, got on it right away\nFinally got me a chance to use my\nHeckler & Koch collection throw-aways\nAnd when we did it, I guess you could say we did that\nAnd after that niggaz gave me my 'spec\n\nBring the yellow tape\nBring the yellow tape\nThe yellow tape\n\nBring the yellow tape\nThe yellow tape\nThe yellow tape\n\n[Incomprehensible]","syncedLyrics":"[00:10.96] Some serious ass shit jumped off a little bit over an hour ago\n[00:14.59] My ace Boon just got peelt at the corner store\n[00:18.28] It's unbelievable, I'm shocked, this can't be true\n[00:20.90] I'm cryin' vengeance for revenge, look what I do\n[00:23.69] Called up my Mossie, told my niggaz to be on alert\n[00:26.36] Heard it was some player hating OG's out there putting in work\n[00:29.94] From what I understand that shit ain't over no turfs and drugs\n[00:32.69] It's over some bitches and some jealous niggaz with a grudge\n[00:35.50] Hot at the head, I'm fired up I wanna do 'em in myself\n[00:39.03] Hit me up in the corner and watch me\n[00:39.90] Let them motherfuckers have it Nelf\n[00:41.76] Money talks and bullshit walks, I'm off to San Leandro\n[00:44.49] For some glocks and techno chops and a gang of ammo\n[00:48.17] Took a hit of the chronic dank to expand my thoughts relax nerves\n[00:50.89] When I get back to the town just think\n[00:51.74] Them niggaz gonna get straight served\n[00:53.50] And a ballerish nigga like me, young in the game straight having thangs\n[00:56.21] Taking this bullshit from some ol' jealous ass OG's man\n[00:59.99] I'm not having it, you want some funk I'll bring it to ya\n[01:02.61] Dagnamit, I thought you suckas already knew\n[01:05.32] Yes indeed, them niggaz act like they can't bleed\n[01:08.90] But them lies, I'm talking about the element of surprise\n[01:11.73] Bring the noise, who's fallin' like the big boys?\n[01:14.45] Heavens to Merkatroid, I'm ballin' like the big boys\n[01:18.00] I just got word, I heard the same niggaz robbed my partner herb\n[01:20.72] Pulled on his 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me up in the corner and watch me\nLet them motherfuckers have it Nelf\nMoney talks and bullshit walks, I'm off to San Leandro\nFor some glocks and techno chops and a gang of ammo\n\nTook a hit of the chronic dank to expand my thoughts relax nerves\nWhen I get back to the town just think\nThem niggaz gonna get straight served\nAnd a ballerish nigga like me, young in the game straight having thangs\nTaking this bullshit from some ol' jealous ass OG's man\n\nI'm not having it, you want some funk I'll bring it to ya\nDagnamit, I thought you suckas already knew\nYes indeed, them niggaz act like they can't bleed\nBut them lies, I'm talking about the element of surprise\n\nBring the noise, who's fallin' like the big boys?\nHeavens to Merkatroid, I'm ballin' like the big boys\nI just got word, I heard the same niggaz robbed my partner herb\nPulled on his dick with a pair of appliers, got him for a bird\n\nIt's gettin' stanky, got my curiosity arousin'\nSee, herbs a factor, he's worth seven hundred thousand\nGTE mobile net cellular communication\nI got his voice mail number, let me try and page him\n\nI'm hecka cool, he hecksa cool with me\nHe called me back said, \"Let's go party on them fools E\"\nI said, \"Where you at?\"\nHe said, \"Where you at?\", I said, \"I'm in Vallejo\"\nHe said, \"I tell you what, let's hook up me and you at Dennys in the Vill\"\n\nI said, \"Roger\", he said, \"Over and out, don't fake out\"\nI said, \"What time?\" He said, \"One o' clock\nIf it's traffic, go the back route\"\nYa see, sloppy jobs ain't my forte so no mistakes\nWe do it right and when it's done bring the yellow tape\n\nBring the yellow tape\nBring the yellow tape\nBring the yellow tape\nThe yellow tape\n\nWassup, my Naga, you ready to ride\nOn these hoe ass block busters\nThat's me an Herb talking outside of Denny's\nSmoking a beedie sittin' in my Cutlass\n\nIt's only a handful of them suck L's, I can count them on my fingers\nFuck, letting this shit die down, I'm ready to hear 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niggaz residential spots\nBy tomorrow afternoon and it's on\n\nThink I didn't, got on it right away\nFinally got me a chance to use my\nHeckler & Koch collection throw-aways\nAnd when we did it, I guess you could say we did that\nAnd after that niggaz gave me my 'spec\n\nBring the yellow tape\nBring the yellow tape\nThe yellow tape\n\nBring the yellow tape\nThe yellow tape\nThe yellow tape\n\n[Incomprehensible]","syncedLyrics":"[00:10.96] Some serious ass shit jumped off a little bit over an hour ago\n[00:14.59] My ace Boon just got peelt at the corner store\n[00:18.28] It's unbelievable, I'm shocked, this can't be true\n[00:20.90] I'm cryin' vengeance for revenge, look what I do\n[00:23.69] Called up my Mossie, told my niggaz to be on alert\n[00:26.36] Heard it was some player hating OG's out there putting in work\n[00:29.94] From what I understand that shit ain't over no turfs and drugs\n[00:32.69] It's over some bitches and some jealous niggaz with a grudge\n[00:35.50] Hot at the 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G Town C Side","duration":292.466939,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Some serious ass shit jumped off a little bit over an hour ago\nMy ace Boon just got peelt at the corner store\nIt's unbelievable, I'm shocked, this can't be true\nI'm cryin' vengeance for revenge, look what I do\n\nCalled up my Mossie, told my niggaz to be on alert\nHeard it was some player hating OG's out there putting in work\nFrom what I understand that shit ain't over no turfs and drugs\nIt's over some bitches and some jealous niggaz with a grudge\n\nHot at the head, I'm fired up I wanna do 'em in myself\nHit me up in the corner and watch me\nLet them motherfuckers have it Nelf\nMoney talks and bullshit walks, I'm off to San Leandro\nFor some glocks and techno chops and a gang of ammo\n\nTook a hit of the chronic dank to expand my thoughts relax nerves\nWhen I get back to the town just think\nThem niggaz gonna get straight served\nAnd a ballerish nigga like me, young in the game straight having thangs\nTaking this bullshit from some ol' jealous ass OG's man\n\nI'm not having it, you want some funk I'll bring it to ya\nDagnamit, I thought you suckas already knew\nYes indeed, them niggaz act like they can't bleed\nBut them lies, I'm talking about the element of surprise\n\nBring the noise, who's fallin' like the big boys?\nHeavens to Merkatroid, I'm ballin' like the big boys\nI just got word, I heard the same niggaz robbed my partner herb\nPulled on his dick with a pair of appliers, got him for a bird\n\nIt's gettin' stanky, got my curiosity arousin'\nSee, herbs a factor, he's worth seven hundred thousand\nGTE mobile net cellular communication\nI got his voice mail number, let me try and page him\n\nI'm hecka cool, he hecksa cool with me\nHe called me back said, \"Let's go party on them fools E\"\nI said, \"Where you at?\"\nHe said, \"Where you at?\", I said, \"I'm in Vallejo\"\nHe said, \"I tell you what, let's hook up me and you at Dennys in the Vill\"\n\nI said, \"Roger\", he said, \"Over and out, don't fake out\"\nI said, \"What time?\" He said, \"One o' clock\nIf it's traffic, go the back route\"\nYa see, sloppy jobs ain't my forte so no mistakes\nWe do it right and when it's done bring the yellow tape\n\nBring the yellow tape\nBring the yellow tape\nBring the yellow tape\nThe yellow tape\n\nWassup, my Naga, you ready to ride\nOn these hoe ass block busters\nThat's me an Herb talking outside of Denny's\nSmoking a beedie sittin' in my Cutlass\n\nIt's only a handful of them suck L's, I can count them on my fingers\nFuck, letting this shit die down, I'm ready to hear the fat singers\nI'm 'bout my gats but can't make cash with niggaz\nBreathing all down my ass\n\nTherefore I must explore by taking a few lives to even the score\nMy ace Boon, my sugar low, blood pressure high [Incomprehensible]\nDrinking and crying, two four seven my stomach in and out\n\nI know this one botch that got my nigga\nThat just got out of jail's baby\nShe'll play hop scratch she works for\nPacific Bell and she just might maybe\n\nHelp me pull these niggaz coat tails true [Incomprehensible]\nFind out where they sleep by looking up there address on the computer\nHerb hollard, \"Bingo, tomorrow we ride, my naga\nFake ass niggaz done stuck there fingers in\nSome permanent shit that they can't wipe off\"\n\nYeah, motherfuckers fail realize the size of this\nOh, it's gon' get done, three or four more hot ones\nAdded on to the fire that already got 'em\nAin't no kind of [Incomprehensible] to me\n\nMy dick get hard off this type shit, boy\nTell that botch to get the 707's\nOn them niggaz residential spots\nBy tomorrow afternoon and it's on\n\nThink I didn't, got on it right away\nFinally got me a chance to use my\nHeckler & Koch collection throw-aways\nAnd when we did it, I guess you could say we did that\nAnd after that niggaz gave me my 'spec\n\nBring the yellow tape\nBring the yellow tape\nThe yellow tape\n\nBring the yellow tape\nThe yellow tape\nThe yellow tape\n\n[Incomprehensible]","syncedLyrics":"[00:10.96] Some serious ass shit jumped off a little bit over an hour ago\n[00:14.59] My ace Boon just got peelt at the corner store\n[00:18.28] It's unbelievable, I'm shocked, this can't be true\n[00:20.90] I'm cryin' vengeance for revenge, look what I do\n[00:23.69] Called up my Mossie, told my niggaz to be on alert\n[00:26.36] Heard it was some player hating OG's out there putting in work\n[00:29.94] From what I understand that shit ain't over no turfs and drugs\n[00:32.69] It's over some bitches and some jealous niggaz with a grudge\n[00:35.50] Hot at the head, I'm fired up I wanna do 'em in myself\n[00:39.03] Hit me up in the corner and watch me\n[00:39.90] Let them motherfuckers have it Nelf\n[00:41.76] Money talks and bullshit walks, I'm off to San Leandro\n[00:44.49] For some glocks and techno chops and a gang of ammo\n[00:48.17] Took a hit of the chronic dank to expand my thoughts relax nerves\n[00:50.89] When I get back to the town just think\n[00:51.74] Them niggaz gonna get straight served\n[00:53.50] And a ballerish nigga like me, young in the game straight having thangs\n[00:56.21] Taking this bullshit from some ol' jealous ass OG's man\n[00:59.99] I'm not having it, you want some funk I'll bring it to ya\n[01:02.61] Dagnamit, I thought you suckas already knew\n[01:05.32] Yes indeed, them niggaz act like they can't bleed\n[01:08.90] But them lies, I'm talking about the element of surprise\n[01:11.73] Bring the noise, who's fallin' like the big boys?\n[01:14.45] Heavens to Merkatroid, I'm ballin' like the big boys\n[01:18.00] I just got word, I heard the same niggaz robbed my partner herb\n[01:20.72] Pulled on his dick with a pair of appliers, got him for a bird\n[01:23.42] It's gettin' stanky, got my curiosity arousin'\n[01:27.15] See, herbs a factor, he's worth seven hundred thousand\n[01:29.82] GTE mobile net cellular communication\n[01:32.56] I got his voice mail number, let me try and page him\n[01:36.10] I'm hecka cool, he hecksa cool with me\n[01:37.99] He called me back said, \"Let's go party on them fools E\"\n[01:41.65] I said, \"Where you at?\"\n[01:42.58] He said, \"Where you at?\", I said, \"I'm in Vallejo\"\n[01:44.39] He said, \"I tell you what, let's hook up me and you at Dennys in the Vill\"\n[01:47.95] I said, \"Roger\", he said, \"Over and out, don't fake out\"\n[01:50.64] I said, \"What time?\" He said, \"One o' clock\n[01:52.54] If it's traffic, go the back route\"\n[01:53.44] Ya see, sloppy jobs ain't my forte so no mistakes\n[01:57.04] We do it right and when it's done bring the yellow tape\n[02:01.58] Bring the yellow tape\n[02:04.24] Bring the yellow tape\n[02:07.01] Bring the yellow tape\n[02:10.67] The yellow tape\n[02:23.32] Wassup, my Naga, you ready to ride\n[02:25.12] On these hoe ass block busters\n[02:26.94] That's me an Herb talking outside of Denny's\n[02:28.76] Smoking a beedie sittin' in my Cutlass\n[02:29.67] It's only a handful of them suck L's, I can count them on my fingers\n[02:32.39] Fuck, letting this shit die down, I'm ready to hear the fat singers\n[02:36.08] I'm 'bout my gats but can't make cash with niggaz\n[02:37.82] Breathing all down my ass\n[02:38.73] Therefore I must explore by taking a few lives to even the score\n[02:41.48] My ace Boon, my sugar low, blood pressure high [Incomprehensible]\n[02:44.18] Drinking and crying, two four seven my stomach in and out\n[02:47.70] I know this one botch that got my nigga\n[02:49.60] That just got out of jail's baby\n[02:50.56] She'll play hop scratch she works for\n[02:52.33] Pacific Bell and she just might maybe\n[02:54.16] Help me pull these niggaz coat tails true [Incomprehensible]\n[02:56.82] Find out where they sleep by looking up there address on the computer\n[02:59.55] Herb hollard, \"Bingo, tomorrow we ride, my naga\n[03:03.25] Fake ass niggaz done stuck there fingers in\n[03:04.18] Some permanent shit that they can't wipe off\"\n[03:05.97] Yeah, motherfuckers fail realize the size of this\n[03:09.56] Oh, it's gon' get done, three or four more hot ones\n[03:12.37] Added on to the fire that already got 'em\n[03:14.16] Ain't no kind of [Incomprehensible] to me\n[03:15.02] My dick get hard off this type shit, boy\n[03:17.71] Tell that botch to get the 707's\n[03:19.55] On them niggaz residential spots\n[03:20.44] By tomorrow afternoon and it's on\n[03:23.88] Think I didn't, got on it right away\n[03:26.65] Finally got me a chance to use my\n[03:27.59] Heckler & Koch collection throw-aways\n[03:30.22] And when we did it, I guess you could say we did that\n[03:32.98] And after that niggaz gave me my 'spec\n[03:37.43] Bring the yellow tape\n[03:40.28] Bring the yellow tape\n[03:43.85] The yellow tape\n[03:46.53] Bring the yellow tape\n[03:49.27] The yellow tape\n[03:52.87] The yellow tape\n[03:57.45] [Incomprehensible]\n[03:58.36] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Bring The Yellow Tape\n  artist: E-40\n  album: 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true\n  I'm cryin' vengeance for revenge, look what I do\n\n  Called up my Mossie, told my niggaz to be on alert\n  Heard it was some player hating OG's out there putting in work\n  From what I understand that shit ain't over no turfs and drugs\n  It's over some bitches and some jealous niggaz with a grudge\n\n  Hot at the head, I'm fired up I wanna do 'em in myself\n  Hit me up in the corner and watch me\n  Let them motherfuckers have it Nelf\n  Money talks and bullshit walks, I'm off to San Leandro\n  For some glocks and techno chops and a gang of ammo\n\n  Took a hit of the chronic dank to expand my thoughts relax nerves\n  When I get back to the town just think\n  Them niggaz gonna get straight served\n  And a ballerish nigga like me, young in the game straight having thangs\n  Taking this bullshit from some ol' jealous ass OG's man\n\n  I'm not having it, you want some funk I'll bring it to ya\n  Dagnamit, I thought you suckas already knew\n  Yes indeed, them niggaz act like they can't bleed\n  But them lies, I'm talking about the element of surprise\n\n  Bring the noise, who's fallin' like the big boys?\n  Heavens to Merkatroid, I'm ballin' like the big boys\n  I just got word, I heard the same niggaz robbed my partner herb\n  Pulled on his dick with a pair of appliers, got him for a bird\n\n  It's gettin' stanky, got my curiosity arousin'\n  See, herbs a factor, he's worth seven hundred thousand\n  GTE mobile net cellular communication\n  I got his voice mail number, let me try and page him\n\n  I'm hecka cool, he hecksa cool with me\n  He called me back said, \"Let's go party on them fools E\"\n  I said, \"Where you at?\"\n  He said, \"Where you at?\", I said, \"I'm in Vallejo\"\n  He said, \"I tell you what, let's hook up me and you at Dennys in the Vill\"\n\n  I said, \"Roger\", he said, \"Over and out, don't fake out\"\n  I said, \"What time?\" He said, \"One o' clock\n  If it's traffic, go the back route\"\n  Ya see, sloppy jobs ain't my forte so no mistakes\n  We do it right and when it's done bring the yellow tape\n\n  Bring the yellow tape\n  Bring the yellow tape\n  Bring the yellow tape\n  The yellow tape\n\n  Wassup, my Naga, you ready to ride\n  On these hoe ass block busters\n  That's me an Herb talking outside of Denny's\n  Smoking a beedie sittin' in my Cutlass\n\n  It's only a handful of them suck L's, I can count them on my fingers\n  Fuck, letting this shit die down, I'm ready to hear the fat singers\n  I'm 'bout my gats but can't make cash with niggaz\n  Breathing all down my ass\n\n  Therefore I must explore by taking a few lives to even the score\n  My ace Boon, my sugar low, blood pressure high [Incomprehensible]\n  Drinking and crying, two four seven my stomach in and out\n\n  I know this one botch that got my nigga\n  That just got out of jail's baby\n  She'll play hop scratch she works for\n  Pacific Bell and she just might maybe\n\n  Help me pull these niggaz coat tails true [Incomprehensible]\n  Find out where they sleep by looking up there address on the computer\n  Herb hollard, \"Bingo, tomorrow we ride, my naga\n  Fake ass niggaz done stuck there fingers in\n  Some permanent shit that they can't wipe off\"\n\n  Yeah, motherfuckers fail realize the size of this\n  Oh, it's gon' get done, three or four more hot ones\n  Added on to the fire that already got 'em\n  Ain't no kind of [Incomprehensible] to me\n\n  My dick get hard off this type shit, boy\n  Tell that botch to get the 707's\n  On them niggaz residential spots\n  By tomorrow afternoon and it's on\n\n  Think I didn't, got on it right away\n  Finally got me a chance to use my\n  Heckler & Koch collection throw-aways\n  And when we did it, I guess you could say we did that\n  And after that niggaz gave me my 'spec\n\n  Bring the yellow tape\n  Bring the yellow tape\n  The yellow tape\n\n  Bring the yellow tape\n  The yellow tape\n  The yellow tape\n\n  [Incomprehensible]\n"}]