[Verse 1]
Some serious ass shit 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 niggas to be on alert
Heard it was some player hating O.G's out there putting in work
From what I understand this shit ain't over no turfs and drugs
It's over some bitches and some jealous niggas 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 a motherfucka have it nelf
Money talks and bullshit 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 my nerves
When I get back to the town just think them niggas gonna get straight served
And a ballerish nigga like me young in the game straight having thangs
Taking this bullshit from some ol' jealous ass OG's man?
I'm not having it; you want some funk I'll bring it to ya
Dagnabbit, I thought you suckas already knew-ah
Yes indeed, them niggas act like they can't bleed
But them lies, I'm talking about the element of surprise
Bring the noise, whos ballin' like the big boys?
Heavens to Murgatroyd, I'm ballin' like the big boys
I just got word I heard the same niggas robbed my partner Herb
Pulled on his dick with a pair of pliers, 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 communication
I got his voice mail number let me try and page him
I'm hecka cool, he hecksa cool with me (Huh)
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, Denny's 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"
You see, sloppy jobs ain't my forte so no mistakes
We do it right and when it's done bring the yellow tape

[Chorus]
Bring the yellow tape
Bring the yellow tape
Bring the yellow tape
The yellow tape

[Verse 2]
"Wassup my nogga you ready to ride on these ho ass block busters?"
That's me and Herb talking outside of Denny's smoking a beedi sittin' in my Cutlass
It's only a handful of them suckeals I can count 'em on my fingers
Fuck letting this shit die down I'm ready to hear the fat singers
I'm about my cash but can't make cash with niggas breathing all down my ass
Therefore, I must explore by taking a few lives to even the score
My ace Boon mama sugars low, blood pressure high, will she stop?
Drinking and crying 24/7 stomach in a knot
I know this one botch that got my nigga that just got out of jail's baby
She'll play hopscotch she works for Pacific Bell, and she just might maybe
Help me pull these niggas coattails true up
Find out where they sleep by looking up they address on the computer

[Interlude]
Herb hollered "Bingo, tomorrow we ride my nogga"
Fake ass niggas done stuck they fingers in some permanent shit that they can't wipe off
Some permanent shit that they can't wipe off
Yeah, motherfuckers failize the size of this
Oh it's gon' get done
Three or four more hot ones added onto the fire that already got it ain't nothin' catastrophic to me
My dick get hard off this type shit boy
Tell that botch to get the 707 on them niggas residential spots by tomorrow afternoon man, and it's on

[Verse 3]
Think I didn't? Got on it right away
Finally got me a chance to use my Heckler & Koch collection throw-away
And when we did it, I guess you could say they did that
And after that, niggas gave me my 'spect

[Chorus]
Bring the yellow tape
Bring the yellow tape
The yellow tape
Bring the yellow tape
The yellow tape
The yellow tape

[Outro]
Payback is a mothafucka, uhn!