The Heist

Bust it

Hey yo, I just left the studio, and it's about 2 in the morn'

I just finished doin a song

Now I'm ready for sleep

But first I want spaghetti to eat

In this good italian restaurant right up the street

So I jumped in the jeep, stash the heat under the seat

Then I got a beep

My voice is harsh, barely can speak

I called back on the cell

It's coley, mad as hell

He told me to listen well as he started to yell

'i just seen mike and ben with your wife and a friend

And they just got a room in the holiday inn'

'it's my wife, you sure? '

'yeah I'm sure

I saw the whore as soon she walked through the door'

'yo, say no more, which one? '

'the one in jersey, son, right over the bridge'

'we goin' hurt those hoes'

'and hurt both of them kids'

Now I'm in the range

Switchin lanes, doin a buck 'n change

I can't wait to touch the lames and them fuckin dames

Reach the destination, grab the heat without no hesitation

These niggas fuckin up my reputation

I saw coleone holdin the chrome

Ice-grill, lookin like he had a license to kill

And he had somebody else with 'em playin the cup

Lookin like he can't wait to start sprayin shit up

'yo, who that in the background? '

'it's tommy giss'

'oh, I didn't recognise you with your hat down

Son you ready, we got this whole shit mapped out'

'yeah, wo goin to take the backroute

And pull our gats out and throw our mask on

We ain't leavin till everyone's dead and all the cash gone'

'we goin to get our laugh on when we're through

But right now we got a job to do'

'so let's do it'

Hey yo, I stepped to the deskclerk

Put the gat to her dress-shirt

Told her to listen up before she get hurt

'they just walked in, party of four, two chicks, two males

What room they got? '

She paused and said '212'

Took the steps now I'm out of breath

I gotta stop smokin

Them cigarettes goin be the cause of my death

My heart beatin fast now, cause it's about to pop off

Saw the door, let the glock off, tore the lock off

Took a deep breath, then ran inside at a quick pase

I felt disgraced, I should've shot the bitch in the face

Then my other two niggas ran in

Each had a cannon

Ready to take care, how we done planned it

'these two crab cats, we know they hustle upstate'

We know they got stacks

Cause they don't move with nothin but weight

We got the cuffs and the ducktape and put it to use

Then told 'em when this is over we be lettin 'em loose

'hey man, I kicked mike in his face

So I just had your back

You wanna live and tell my nigga where the stash at'

He gave me the address then I ran outside

But first I took the keys to his van outside

And when I got there, I found 50 keys in a stash

A 100 pound of grass, and 2 million in cash

I was dumb glad

The sit didn't fit in one bag

So I got three, filled 'em all up to the teeth

And put the bags in the van, then I locked the truck

When I got back, coley done popped them punks

'hey yo', fuck it l, we might as well pop these studs'

Man that's four bodies

Two outta-towners and two hotties

And after that we ain't sleep for three days

We hit the pj's, split the money threeways

Now we all laughin hard, gettin nice and weeded

Celebratin nigga, heist completed