Stolen Moments (Intro And Outro By Q-Tip) (Part III)

Hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, who dat Hey, who dat Hey, who dat Check it, what Hey sucka nigga, whoever you are Hey sucka nigga, hey sucka nigga Whoever you are, whoever you are Fuck waitin under my skin, the situation is scrapin Somewhat like the girl X ratin It's hard to be patient with no VCR or PlayStation Knowing your Rockports, somebody may be lacin Make me wanna leave the city when I can't take a vacation Without somebody breakin in my demonstration For some South side information, I search the Nigga net It certain things about this I ain't figure yet Dirt, the guy who stayed with me and had a set of keys Because his job had been stopped smokin weed Thursdays is off days, he usually watch his seed For him to have done it, a babysitter and a car he would need The stripper broad, my TV and couch, she couldn't carry it Unless some nigga helped and that's who she'll get buried with She was vegeterian and she wouldn't have cooked chicken I confronted her with it, to her story, she was stickin The plot thickens, as we drove in search of this hype Who I ain't know by name, but I knew by bike Chances of him breakin in, chillin and eatin Are about as slim as he is Though I knew where he lived In his house with three kids, one I was cool with As we roll, I told the guy, turn on the music Just as I thought I closed in on one suspect The nigga who did it popped the tape in the deck Just tell me why Don't lie to me man, just tell me why It's the money, alright Just tell me why It's the fuckin money, alright fighting Reynoldo, shoot that piece of shit Know what I'm sayin Word up It ain't sweet when you do that shit