SP

Todays agenda, got the suitcase up in the sentra Go to room 112, tell em blanco sent ya Feel the strangest, if no money exchanges I got these kids in ranges, believe them niggaz brainless All they tote is stainless, you just remain as Calm as possible, make the deal go through If not, heres 12 shots, we know how you do Please make yo killings clean, slugs up in between They eyes, like true lies, kill em and flee the scene Just bring back the coke or the cream Or else, yo life is on the shelf, we mean this frank Them cats we fuckin wit put bombs in yo moms gas tank Lets get this money baby, they shady, we get shady Dress up like ladies and burn em with thirty-three-eighties Then they come to kill our babies, thats all out I got gats that blow the wall out, clear the mall out Fuck the fallout, word to stretch, I bet they pussy The seven digits push me, fuckin real, heres the deal I got a hundred bricks, fourteen-five a piece Enough to cop a six buy the house on the beach Supply the peeps with jeeps, brick apiece, capiche? Everybody gettin cream no one considered them leech Think about it now, thats damn near one point five I kill em all Ill be set for life frank pay attention These motherfuckers is henchmen, renegades If you die they still get paid, extra probably Fuck a robbery, Im the boss Promise you wont rob em, I promise But of course you know I had my fingers crossed...