Tha Heist..

Chorus

~ The Pans Set, my glocks is loaded,
ma men are ready,and ma pockets bout to be blouded//
bandannas round our face,hop in tha whip,
dont forget tha suitcase,lets go get dis shit//

Verse 1

pull up to tha bank,and hop out da whip,
spray paint tha cameras,so security cant see shit//
lock tha doors,and tell everybody to get on day knees,
pull tha glock out,held to tha banker..gimme tha green//
give him tha case, expect him to fill it up,
gun shot to his face,tell ma bois to drill it up//
bullets flyin everywere,and everyone is dieing,
get dis done qwik,cuz iam startin to hear syrens//
duck-tape a bomb to da counter, and hop in tha whip,
gotta make it to da headquarters, and drop dis shit//

Chorus x2

Verse 2..

Now we on our way to dat crib, after doin tha crime,
hitin 180 on tha freeway, well tha cops is behind//
cops shootin, so ma nigga grab his uzi,
ma boi scream in pain and he start to get woozie//
fuck they got ma man, so ma other nigga grab tha wheel,
break open tha passenger window,reach down and grab tha steel//
bustin shots, yellin out this is for ma nigga,
i got tha cops wheels.day stop,so we go qwika//
turn on tha street,and tha garage door open,
get in tha house, and lookoutside and see the cops still parolen//

Chorus

Verse 3..

now its morning, and tha cops all gone,
ma boi feelin fine, and he movin tha car off da lawn//
we slit tha money even,and we on our way,
iam on my way, to ma girls house thinkin i jus got paid,
knock on my girls door, thinkin will i get laid//
ma boi 2 way me ,congradulatin me on tha job,
we pulled tha biggest height, so dont fuck wit tha mob//
got 5 mill in tha bank, so i drop ma change,
ridin in tha whip lookin outside thinkin tha blocks change,
ride to tha airport,well ma girl gimme top in tha range//

wunnnnn iam out holla...

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