Luyện nghe bài hát The Heist Revisited

Yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah-yeah
Uhh, this goes out to all the
Hah, in the and in jail
Yeah, yo it's man big L
139, danger
I got my man Tommy Gibbs and with me
Check it out, uhh, it

Aiyyo I left the studio and it's about two in the morn'
Just finished doin' a song, now I'm ready for
But I want spaghetti to eat
And it's a Italian restaurant right up the street
So I jumped in the jeep, stash the heat the seat
I got a beep, my voice is hoarse, barely can speak
I called back on the cell, it's Corle', mad as
Told me to listen as he started to yell

"I just seen Mike and Ben your wife and a friend
And just got a room at the Holiday Inn"
"It's my wife, you sure?", "Yeah I'm
I saw the whore soon as she through the door"
"Say no more, one?"
"The one in Jersey son, over the bridge"
"We goin' those hoes"
"And hurt of them kids"

Now I'm in the
Switchin' lanes, a buck 'n change
I can't wait to buck them and them fuckin' dames
I reach the
Grab the without no hesitation
These niggaz fuckin' up my
I saw holdin' the chrome
Ice-grill, lookin' he had a license to kill

And he had somebody else 'em playin' the cup
Lookin' he can't wait to start sprayin' shit up
"Yo, who in the background?" "It's Tommy Gibbs"
"Oh, I recognize you with your hat down"
Son you ready? We got this whole shit out
I hope you ain't scared, it's no time to out
We gon' the back route, pull the gats out, throw the mask on
We ain't leavin' everyone's dead, and all the cash gone

We gon' get our on when we through
But right now we got a job to do" "So do it"
I stepped to the desk clerk, put the gat to her
Told her listen up before she get
"They just walked in, of four, two chicks, two males
What they got?" She paused and said, "212"
I took the steps now I'm out of breath, I gotta stop
Them cigarettes gon' be the 'cause of my

My heart fast now, 'cause it's about to pop off
Saw the door, let the off, tore the lock off
Took a deep breath, then ran at a quick pace
I disgraced, I shoulda shot that bitch in the face
Then my other two niggaz ran in, each had a
Ready to care what we been plannin'
These two crab cats, we know hustle upstate
We know they got
'Cause they don't fuck with nothin' but

We got the and the duct tape and put it to use
Then told 'em when this is over we'll be lettin 'em
And then I kicked mike in his face to watch his head back
"You live then tell my nigga where you stash the work at"
He gave me the address then I ran
But first I took the keys to his van
And when I got there, I 50 ki's in a stash
A hundred pounds of grass and two in cash
I was dumb glad, the shit fit in one bag

So I got three, 'em all up to the teeth
Then put the bags in the van, then I the truck
When I got back, Corle' done them punks
"Aiyyo fuck it l, we might as pop these studs"
Now that's four bodies, two outta-towners and two
And after that we sleep for three days
We hit the PJ's, split the money ways
Now we all laughin' hard, gettin' and weeded
nigga, heist completed