I got the sweetest heist, in cash, another 3 in ice Who can I trust? Cuban'll bust Good thief the night? Here's the (Plan) We nab the man, bring a
Grab his fam, and run the train on his Nah chill, too ill, for real I'd rather kill somethin' Here's the deal, we shatter his grill, and fuck him Oral torture, no doubt, the is holocaust
In two minutes tops he's guaranteed to cap and up all the morsels settled, blitt up, put on your metal, foot on the pedal We got a hour before the plan sours like Amaretto Far from the ghetto, a rebel of chance, the in pants
Out for the fast cash, advance Takin' a chance, I've only got one my hundred Tommy my judge jury and Johnny Cochran
Movin' on the stash, we get the cash For the fast money, I smash a niggaz shit like a crash Ask money where the safe, anybody move laced Look at my face and I'ma shoot the
Aiyyo the plot thickens, I'm pickin' the locks in the back Payin' attention, not tryin' to get and catch a fat sentence Not to these kids is mafioso with lots of dough so They got poco lock with the down to rock choke hold
Their security system's linear protection No sweat, I brought the mirrors for reflectin' Inspectin' the vault, for weapons assault, second of It's rays, boiled and baked in Epsom salt
Rep in New is the cat burglar, the fat murderer the clip in the Mac, inserter Hurtin' your pockets, droppin' your to zero profit Holding heroes and mansions for ransom like DeNiro mob flicks
Back to the top again, hand the grand The flies open, the shining was blinding my eyes I cracked the code, ice to make you laugh at gold Passed the dough to Cuban movin' for the back real slow
That's when I the sirens hopin' that my ears was lyin' we was dyin' when I saw the guard we tortured cryin' Pointing at the screamin', "I can see them, kill em"
Snipers was willing but couldn't, there's too civilians Still nowhere to hide nowhere to run Cuban said, "Fuck it, we die, we die our guns"
Movin' on the stash, first we get the For the fast money, I smash a niggaz shit a crash dummy Ask money where the safe, move gettin' laced Look at my and I'ma shoot the place
on the stash, first we get the cash For the fast money, I smash a niggaz shit like a crash Ask money where the safe, anybody move gettin' Look at my face and I'ma the place
Aiyyo it's to pay, and I ain't trying to give my shine away Let's these pigs how much we give a fuck about a brighter day I cocked the Eagle, Cuban drew the it was diesel Said, "See you in hell, coppers" and poppin' like it was legal
We need a plan, if we can it to the van Missile launchers there with the grenade pistol I bought Uncle Dan Me and my man are runnin' out of ammo, I got a handful Of Black Rhino's and two Rambles to my ankles
I trampled one of the bodies, I grabbed the steel Threw the bitch over my shoulder and used her as a shield I filled the with the little bit of bullets remaining Cuban said, "Move your fat ass faster motherfucker gaining"
I gave him the case, told him, "Go ahead save Blaze a L in my memory, tell the family I 'em hell" For real, when I heard the tires screechin' Peeped and it was Joe the God with twenty Terror niggaz reachin'