One day about six 'o clock I'm woke up By the sound of my buzzer and a car or a truck Screechin' off, so I jump up, scratch my nuts But when I'm like, "Who's that?" Nobody speaks up
So I go to the door, there's a note it says "We have Hip-Hop hostage with guns to his throat Do the right thing and we might let him go But if you call the police", that's all she wrote
You know what the motive is, it's all about dough And in case ya think we bullshittin' here's the photo I couldn't recognize the clowns because they was all hooded down But I peeped Foxy Brown sippin' Cristal in the background
With fake alligator boots on and smack dab in the middle was Hip-Hop With a Versace suit on, I immediately called Primo I said "Hip-Hop is in trouble, meet me at my rest on the double Don't even jump in the shower, matta'fact scratch my rest Meet me and D & D in an half an hour And bring all ya shit wit' you 'cuz you know what we got to do" Yo Afu (Whassup?) Let's jetson like Elroy
If I recall correctly, I last saw Hip-Hop down at Bad Boy We'll see if Puff knows whassup 'Cuz he's the one gettin' him drunk and fuckin' his mind up We go to the office, he's nowhere to be found
So we snatch up Jay Black and beat his bitch ass down "Now where's Hip-Hop?", "Aaight, aaight", he confessed "Suge came and took him from Puff last night He said, he'd give him up if a real nigga came to retrieve 'em"
So we went to L.A. later that evenin' When we got there, everything was aaight And we brought Hip-Hop back home that night One day