Today's agenda, got the suitcase up in the Sentra   Go to room 112, tell 'em Blanco sent you   Feel the strangest, if no money exchanges   I got these kids in Ranges, to leave them niggas brainless      All they tote is stainless, you just remain as   Calm as possible, make the deal go through   If not, here's 12 shots, we know how you do   Please make your 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, your life is on the shelf, we mean this Frank   Them cats we fuckin' wit put bombs in yo' moms gas tank      Let's get this money baby, they shady, we get shady   Dress up like ladies and burn 'em with dirty 380's   Then they come to kill our babies, that's 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, here's 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, that's damn near one-point-five   I kill 'em all I'll be set for life, Frank pay attention      These motherfuckers is henchmen, renegades   If you die they still get paid, extra probably   Fuck a robbery, I'm the boss, promise you won't rob 'em, I promise   But of course you know I had my fingers crossed      Niggas bleed just like us   Picture me bein' scared of a nigga   That breathe the same air as me   Niggas bleed just like us   Picture me bein' shook we can both pull burners   Make the motherfuckin' beef cook      Niggas bleed just like us   Picture a nigga hidin', my life in that man hands   While he just decidin'   Niggas bleed just like us   I'd rather go toe to toe with all of y'all   Runnin' ain't in my protocol      Since it's on, I call my nigga Arizona Ron   From Tuscon, pushed the black Yukon   Usually had the slow grooves on, mostly rock the Isley   Stupid as a young 'un, chose not the moves wisely      Sharper with game, him and his crooks, called The Juxs   Heard it was sweet, 'bout three-fifty a piece   Ron bought a truck, two bricks laid in the cut   His peeps got bucked, got locked the fuck up      That's when Ron vanished, came back, speakin' Spanish   Lavish habits, two rings, twenty carats   Here's a criminal, nigga made America's Most   Killed his baby, mother, brother, slit his throat      The nigga got bagged with the toast   Weeded, took it to trial, beat it   Now he feel he undefeated, he mean it   Nothing to lose, tattooed around his gun wounds      Everything to gain, embedded in his brain   And me I feel the same for this money and diamonds   Specially if my daughter cryin', I ain't lyin'   Y'all know the science      Niggas bleed just like us   Picture me bein' scared of a nigga   That breathe the same air as me   Niggas bleed just like us   Picture me bein' shook we can both pull burners   Make the motherfuckin' beef cook      Niggas bleed just like us   Picture a nigga hidin' my life in that man hands   While he just decidin'   Niggas bleed just like us   I'd rather go toe to toe with all of y'all   Runnin' ain't in my protocol      We agreed to go on shootin' is silly   Because niggas could be hidin' in showers with Mac-Milli's   So I freaked 'em, the telly manager was Puerto Rican   Gloria, from Astoria, I went to war with her      Peeps in ninety-one, stole a gun from my workers   And they took drugs, they tried to jerk us   We blazed they place, long story, Glo' sent my face   Got shook, thought a nigga was comin' for the safe      Now she breakin', shut up, 112, what's shakin'?   A Jamaican, some bitches I swear, they look gay   In a black Range Rover, been outside all day   If it's trouble let me know, I'll be on my way      Please, I got kids to feed, I done seen you make niggas bleed   Nightmare, this bitch don't need it   Ron, get the gasoline, this spot, we 'bout to blow this   Get the cash before the cops and Range Rover cats notice      Room 112, right by the staircase, perfect place   When they evacuate, they meet they fate   Ron pass the gasoline, the nigga passed me kerosene   Fuck it, it's flammable, my hunger is unexplainable      Strike the match, just what I expected   The dread kid ejected in seconds   And here come two, opposite sexes, one black, one Malaysian   We in the hallway waitin' patient      As soon as she hit the door we start blastin'   I saw her brains hit the floor, Ron laughin', I swear to God   I hit Maxi Priest at least twelve times in the chest   Spit around, shot the chink in the breast      She cryin', head shots put her to rest   Pop open the briefcases, nothin but Franklin faces   The spot's hot, sprinklers, alarm systems   That's when other guests start to slip in      It's time for us to get to dippin'   I know them niggas in the Range is on they way up   Flippin', pistol grippin', I load the clip in   The hallway, got real loud and crowded      They walked right past us, I don't know how they allowed it   The funny thing about it, through all the excitement   They Range got towed, they double parked by a hydrant   Stupid motherfuckers