Interlude lyrics

by

Mr. Criminal


{*dial tone, numbers being dialed*}

[Music playing softly in background:]

[Line Ringing:]

[Man on phone:]
Sup?

[Mr. Criminal:]
What's up homey? You ready to go drop this track? Or what dawg?

[Man on phone:]
Yeah, you know the figures for the... I gotta pick up the sax fool so you can blow it. You know what I mean?

[Mr. Criminal:]
Yeah, I'm on my way overthere to Cesar's pad dawg, about to hook up on some bomb ass crank dawg head overthere
Roll up the f*ckin' joint, dawg & drop this track dawg let's do this sh*t

[Man on phone:]
5 for sure fool

[Mr. Criminal:]
Alright homey, lay it

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