featuring The Reepz
Intro:
[Sound Of Radio in the background]
[Sound Of Woman and Tray Lee in the background]
[Phone Rings]
Tray Lee:Hold On Hold On... Wait a minute
Yeah Yeah What's happenin'?
Phone:Tray yo what's up? how's it going Tray?
ByStorm business.
Tell yo honey to go and listen.
I need for you and the Reepz to put a hit
out on the industry.
You know my fee. Wit a ten percent bonus
if the job is complete within one day.
[Tray's woman complains]
Phone: Ay, yo Tray listen. I gotta bounce, listen Tray.
I gotta bounce, my phone might be tapped,
you know my code, get back to me wit an
update.
Tray Lee: Word up, this serious business right here.
Glad y'all could make it.
[Voices of approval from the Reepz]
Verse One:
TL:My niggaz, check this shit out, I just got off the phone
wit Goose, he want the crew to put a hit out.
Reepz:On who?
TL:The industry and yo, it sounds legit, equipped, wit
infra-red and twenty mil to split. But first we need
a game plan that fits, ski masks, Tecs nigga wit
unlimited clips. Bulletproof vests, no let ups, lets
rock son undebted, so boys I'll be the decoy, the
first one to set it.
Reepz 1:Since Tray's the first one to set it, he can
walk past the guards unprotected, set up
shop, for the rest of us to wreck shit.
Meanwhile, I'll lace the basement with
basement placement of explosives. I see
four guards where the entourage started,
just pinpoint the target, so we can get
start
