4 bars on robbin a bank
 

here it goes

walked in the joint not a sweat on my head/
whipped out my AK-47 and sprayed the place full of lead/
looked around not a word was said most folks was dead/
grabbed the loot put it in my boot and fled

walked up in the bank leaning to the left/
took the pin outa the grenade, fuck im deaf/
escaped death, took the banjo of Y-clef/
busted it over my head, cuz i was high off meth/

walked in with the guns and the demands,
aint got time fo fuckin negotiation plans,
take the safe out with nun but deoderant cans,
i dont care if i dont make it with the dough but i cant ensure u the longetivity of the hostage's life span.

Jumped up on the counter, popped my gunz down to the crowd,
Bang, bang, bang, bang, what a mutha fucken sound,
Screams cry out, sayinnn, "DON'T SHOOT!"
Fuck you all, I'm runnin off with yo loot!

walked in all cool and calm,
flased the nine and wanted every fuckin G in my palm,
shot the guard shot the manager,
shot the screamin hostage bitch can no one handle-ya,
now i had to scramble-ya, po po arrived outside,
now what would i do abide?,
i know the judge wouldnt let 3 people dead slide,
then i remembered what would i do if i was bonnie or clyde,
but then i thought fuck it i cant escape mite as well blow the whole shit up and make it look like a mass murda suicide

walked in all cool and calm,
flased the nine and wanted every fuckin G in my palm,
shot the guard shot the manager,
shot the screamin hostage bitch can no one handle-ya,
now i had to scramble-ya, po po arrived outside,
now what would i do abide?,
i know the judge wouldnt let 3 people dead slide,
then i remembered what would i do if i was bonnie or clyde,
but then i thought fuck it i cant escape mite as well blow the whole shit up and make it look like a mass murda suicide,
i thought what would happen to me in hell......so i just ran ouside,
n blew my self up with the po's with a stick of dynamite

sorry for the repost, i pressed stop but it still send

strolled in and grabbed the nearest bitch/
people werent cooperating my trigger finger started to itch/
finally someone started to listen/
was hot in the place forehead began to glisten/
the bank clerk said to calm down he'd get my money/
i told him the girl wud die if he tried anythin funny/
finally got my hands on some cash/
kept hold of the bitch until i made a dash/
in my bed later that nite saw id created a huge splash/
i was minted and left the country ina flash

ran in the bank with sweat tricklin down my face//
pulled out them hollows and a knife from my waist//
seen the clerk about to press the red button, "WAIT!"//
put the cash in this bag cuz your life's at stake//

Stepped through the door
thoughts of murda an much mo
grabbed tha loot an hit tha do
shot in the bac dam now homie restin on tha floor

listen up every body drop ta the floor/
or ima shooot any motha fucka dat reaches for da door
you get up take dis bag and fill it up wit money/
or your mans gonna take to in da back if u try anything funnie
ur surrounded let the hostages go/
back the FUCK UP or dis whole place is gonna blow
but dey dont leave i start shootin dem one by one/
i felt a shoot in mah back betrayed bah mah own son
i told you to stay in the car but u let dem in/
i was still standin when i felt one more shoot to da chin

walked thru the door while the guard snore/
had a bankers outfit on went stright to the store/
knocked out the clerk place was cool nothin beserk/
took keys and grabbed sum money next ting u know im out da country

damn, some weak verses being dropped in this thread.

in my clown-mask, pockets stuffed with brown-hash/
i fired my gun into the air til peeps where ready to out-dash/
stuffed my pockets with the green , fled the scene/
and got gunned down by a teen with an AR-15/


blah.

and ur verse was strong?????

run thru da door, guns in da air niccas get on da floor//
empty da register,ur pockets and da safe in da floor//
heres 1 2 3 more bullets in ur back whore, fuckin wit 50 its gone be a masicur//

Pullin up the the bank cruisin in my jetta,
Pull out my 47 and grab the bag o chedda,
Run off back outside and hop in the ride,
Slam on the pedal cuz shit I gotta hide,

LOL WEAK! This took like 20 secs... btw I dont own a jetta they suck

slap clap dont hate on my freespost rap, hit the bank clurks in the back//
make there necks snap n then laugh as i watch the hostages drop quick n fast//
point the gun at the counter for money empty the safe dummy! is i can get a head start on runnin//

fuck 4...no one can see me in the cypha

fuck this shit i'm a go in there n start blastin,
straight harassin them po's till i get my getaway ride,
betta abdie with my demands or yo life gunna be in my hands,
grab the dough take the hotest bitch off the flo and i'm a espace this shit fo sure


(that was a bit shit)

blazed me up a blunt now I'm ready to pull this stunt/
this aint no small job so I grab the sawed off pump/
gun cocked at her head put the money in the bag/
cuz if you dont alot of people's family members gone be sad/

silently i walk in the place
everyone down and a bitch in my face
get down bitch im crazy dont tempt me
i get to the vault, damn this shits empty

dressed my self up in a suit and tie//
fuck weapons.walked straraight up to the gaurd and put my finger in his eye
told the fag ta fill up the fuckin bag//
bucket fulla bills ima get some pills fuckit i getcha all high

we goin hit em hard ya know what we bout/
go in grab da money come/
now here come fifty wit his gay ass/
this dumb ass 4got hios fukin ski mask/
we caught/

fuck a wearin a mask
there wont be anyone left for the police to ask
i got my mack 10 with teflon bullets
see? there really aint nuthin to it

yo yo yo
im fukin mad in my mind only thing i want is blood and cash/
run up in dere ready ta kill real fast/
run back to da safe se a bitch tryin run/
i fuckin buss her down wit my gun/

rev the engine in the ride smash thru the widows end up inside/
open the door knock out security, rest of the punks stared at me, i just flashed my gun and they all flee, robbin a bank how hard can it be?pistol whipped the cashier took the keys, went in the back grabbed lots of g's,run out police say freeze!!!bang bang!!

roll in a rugged caprice and snap the front door aside the entrance
bust through with death sentence and dismember the insides of my severance
leverage the money bags and finish a death toll to these body tags
unclipped with 44 mags as my arsonage blazing traces of death to safehouses of arrest

first off i walk in gunz a blazin,
the bullet proof vest protects me so your bullets aint fazin//1
i line up da chargez straight up blow da door off,
get the money leave yall poor whit no money not enough for money to treat a caugh//2
walk back out sprayin the rest of the game,
clips steady droppin blood sprays everywhere so you remember my name//3
as i exit the door rig that bitch wit c-4,
hit the getaway car blow up the building get away clean wit this score//4

ran in the bank with my AK and ordered
as much cash as possible and quick or i'll slaughter
sum dick head tried tried to run, so i shot his head off wit me gun
got da loot, ran and thought fuck dis just shoot

Dis shit i thought of on da spot, not bad for a quick freestyle

Fiori

Da next best white guy doin black music since Elvis Presley

I walked in Comerica
with aggression towards America
blew up the safe
got the money fled the place.

Black get up and stockin for a face mask./
Black bag 9 milly need i say more why ask./
everybody in here hit the floor./
put the money in the bag,,make it quick i gotta hit the door.//

i could see everbody in the joint was str8 shook a me
I tole em imma kill the first one to even look at me
i aint never did no crazy job like this in my life
str8 took the whole bank with a little butta knife

i figured robbin a bank was a true steal/
Went to the cashier and we cut out a little deal/
money for life or life for death/
And he picked the first one just like all the rest/

Checked out the scene, passed the teller a note/
It said, "Bitch gimme the dough or I'm slittin' ya throat"./
I took twenties, tens, hundreds, fifties and ones/
Then I broke 'em out the back, cleared the way wit' my gun/

i'll rob a bank,
using only a tank,
n then run with the money,
and go fuck ur hunny

im the cat with no gat who can get the job done
everybody lay flat im here to rob the funds
10s 20s 5s and 1s
you can keep the change i aint no fuckin bum

Just-Rappin, jump out tha Caddilac-wit-Automatics...
Pump-action, niggz grabbin a Gat-all-so-tragic...
In-tha-Bank, "stick up put tha money-in-tha-bag"...
step get blasted Wit-a-tank, escape, comin-out-wit-tagz...

I fuckin killed all 18 people in dat bank
Shit thats what happens you you got no rank
I crapped all the money and said Imma start a new
As i opened the doors i got killed too