LA (dash) A won’t pay rent at the flea market no more there’s no money in weaves they ain’t come to the store

Told Jose the Collector he could get bent she don’t got the cash she ain’t got the rent

Jose worked up at night a very quick plan and robbed her locked booth with his old buddy Stan

They grabbed all the falls, the hairpieces and wigs selling out of their cars with their other pal Riggs

LA (dash) A got told that them selling her stock and shot both Jose and Stan in the cock

Riggs pulled a niner and killed LA (dash) A dead at the funeral her own wigs done covered  her head