What A Day

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 throatDo the right thing and we might let him goBut if you call the police that's all she wroteYou know what the motive is it's all about doughAnd in case ya think we bullshittin' here's the photo."

I couldn't recognize the clows 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

PrimoI said "Hip-Hop is in trouble, meet me at my rest on the doubleDon't even jump in the shower, matta'fact scratch my restMeet me and D & D in an half an hourAnd bring all ya shit wit' you 'cause you know what we got to do."

Yo Afu! (Whassup?)

Lets jet-son like

ElroyIf I recall correctly

I last saw hip-hop down at

Bad BoyWe'll see if

Puff knows whassup'cause 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...