[P. Diddy]. Eh yo what's up playboy. Yeah now I'm out here in Milan. I need you to come get wit' me aight. Yeah I got something I need you to do. Call up the rest of the crew. I'll see you there. [Big Azz Ko]. Yo I got the call from Sean he out in Milan. Went to get the package got there it was gone. Hold on say word you got to be joking. Don't worry about it dun I'm on the next thing smoking. Hit Bristal up on the speed dial. Yo these funny talking cats tryin' to do a nigga foul. It's goin' down nigga round up the team. Im'll head over here just to map out the scene. Ship them things in route to climb walls. Infrared vision ear plugs and all. Digital surveillance linked with laptops. Express mail it to me can't. [Bristal]. I'm splurtin' for certain Bris-pro working. Searchin' dippin' curvin' breakin' clean outta virgin. From servin' here Rob certain I'm burnin'. On my way from Mt. Vernon. Swervin' a stretch bourbon. Identity of this man I look persian. Hey yo we gotta get him. I wanna know where they came from. Or who sent them. First nigga to find them better bend'em. Cuz I just spoke to Polly Fontaine. Shit ain't a game and Sean feel the same. So y'all niggas betta get on point. [P. Diddy]. Well it seems like our bad boys have theirselves in a bit of a jam. Seems like Bristal got his back up against the wall. Well let's see how Rob B-O handles this one. Bad boys watch ya backs. Watch ya backs bad boys. [Black Rob]. Yo who the fuck is this pagin' me at eight fourty six. I'm hoppin' outta shorty whip. I'm by the tel across exxon by the shell. Sense of urgency on the cell. We gon' pick you up when ya flight land. We in a tight jam. Me and Diddy fam sorta like his right hand. I touch down like two-thirty. If i was on you your hoe's and them cowards Im'll do dirty. Still a commssion and we all equal. All lethal. Caught'em doin' dirt to the wrong people. It's the family affair I'm here. With all of me Im'll deal with this one accordingly. Got the locations sittin' in the console pacin'. Get bagged murder be the case and. And I'm tired in jail. Even though through the riots I prevailed. Enjoyin' my freedom got two kids as long as I feed'em. I'm here for the fam thats there when I need'em. [Mark Curry]. Yo uh uh uh hello. It gotta be the same cats. I can tell by they strange acts. When they mumble to each other. Like Milan they run for cover. New cuz this bitch that I fucked with. One thought I loved her. Seas debate the storm pull him the the surface. That's a purpose. One of these faces make'em nervous. Catch'em when they out for hamburgers. Turn they whole lunch into a murder. In a way all the rounds gon' be heard of. This shits big the first thing to catch to where PD is. I'm on it act like they want it. Im'll bring the heat. Just let me know the place we plan to meet. And I'm in it sure as your heart beat. [Loon]. Yo I ain't really tryin' to duck no strays. So watch what the fuck you say. It's ya mouth that started the shit. Now you actin' all retarted and shit. Dog I came to play my part and that's it. We had a fullproof plan all we need was the fam. Ammunition a van two chicks and one extra man. Two lincoln LS Sedans. Fifteen hundred yards of saran. And after the scam we be out in Amsterdam. Yo call Sean in Milan. Call Sean tell Sean we gone. We'll meet him in Hong Kong. With two chicks both they thongs on. Mabe Ling and Kim Long. Both of them dead wrong. Two rich bitches the feds on. [P. Diddy]. Yeah well it seems like brother Loon is out in Hong Kong. He's found his self in a sticky icky icky situation. But you know somethin' I have faith in the bad boys. Bad boys bring it on home bring it on home bad boys. [Kain]. Heh I'm bout to do Santa Dimengo. On a horse named Bingo. A fugitive lookin' for Puff switchin' my lingo. Stayin' at a hotel called the pink flamingo. Callin' up MC from a cuatro cinco. The set up tryin' on my way to uniform. Room service bumpin' Kain on the newest song. Holdin' gats knowin' everything I do is wrong. 'Till I hi-jack the sky flyin' on a unicorn. Downstairs with a bag of money and two clips. Talkin' to Loons chicks wit' sombreros and toothpicks. Sayin' they commit homicides for two bits. And fuck for dough like I give two shits. Wildfire call from Hong Kong. Hello (Loon: Yo Kain I just spotted Sean Jean). Hold up some information was missing. I just got the same page from Bris. He told me he saw Sean and two chicks followed by four whips. Somewhere in the Florida sticks. It's a set up. Tell the crew to keep their heads high. I'm gonna flip if any one of my mens die. We've been fucked somebody told us a bent-lie/Bentley (what). Let's get back to the spot in NY. Seven glocks P-S-P-O pops. Hit both the hot locks. Let'em read it that Diddy is on them hot blocks. So we sent two teams to rush both spots. Ha yeah!. Suited up ready to dumbs out. Thumbs out watch the motherfuckin' door with our guns out. [P. Diddy]. Hey yo yo hold up stop the music man heh heh. Y'all niggas is crazy I was only joking man. I just wanted to see if my family was on point