I got the sweetest heistmillion in cashanother 3 in ice
Who can I trust? Cuban ll bust plus ?good thief the night?
Here s the plan (plan)we nab the manbring a camcorder
Grab his famand run the train on his granddaughter
Nah chillthat s too illfor real I d rather kill somethin
Here s the dealwe shatter his grilland drill fuck him
Oral tortureno doubtthe shit is holocaust
In two minutes tops he s guaranteed to cap and give up all the morsels
It s settledblitt upput on your metalfoot on the pedal
We got a half hour before the plan sours like Amaretto
Far from the ghettoa rebel of chancethe devil in pants
Out for the fast cashlevel advance
Takin a chanceI ve only got one my hundred shot
tommy shotguns my judge jury and Johnny Cochran

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Movin on the stashfirst we get the cash
For the fast moneyI smash a niggaz shit like a crash dummy
Ask money where the safeanybody move gettin laced
Look at my face and I ma shoot the place

Aiyyo the plot thickensI m pickin the locks in the back entrance
Payin attentionnot tryin to get knocked and catch a fat sentence
Not to mention these kids is mafioso with lots of dough so
they got poco lock with the down to rock Morocco chokehold (oh oh)
Their security system s linear laser protection
No sweatI brought the miniature mirrors for reflectin
Inspectin the vaultfor weapons assaultsecond of course
It s poisonous raysboiled and baked in epsom salt
Rep in New York is the cat burgalarthe fat murderer
Slippin the clip in the Macinserterer
Hurtin your pocketsdroppin your stock to zero profit
Holding heroes hostage and mansions for ransom like DeNiro mob flicks
Back to the top againhand the grand prize
The safe flies openthe shining was blinding my eyes
I cracked the codeenough ice to make you laugh at gold
Passed the dough to Cuban started movin for the back real slow
That s when I heard the sirens hopin that my ears was lyin
Knew we was dyin when I saw the guard we tortured cryin
Pointing at the building screamin"I can see themkill em!"
Snipers was willing but couldn tthere s too many civilians
Still inside nowhere to hide nowhere to run
Cuban said"Fuck itwe diewe die busting our guns"

Chorus 2X

Aiyyo it s time to payand I ain t trying to give my shine away
Let s show these pigs how much we give a fuck about a brighter day
I cocked the EagleCuban drew the Glock it was diesel
Said"See you in Hell coppers" and started poppin like it was legal
We need a planif we can make it to the van
Missile launchers there with the grenade pistol I bought from Uncle Dan
Me and my man are runnin out of ammoI got about a handful
of Black Rhino s and two Rambles strapped to my ankles
I trampled over one of the bodiesI grabbed the steel
Threw the bitch over my shoulder and used her butt as a shield
I filled the clip with the little bit of bullets remaining
Cuban said"Move your fat ass faster motherfucker they gaining"
I gave him the casetold him"Go ahead save yourself
Blaze a L in my memorytell the family I gave em Hell"
For realthat s when I heard the tires screechin
Peeped and it was Joe the God with twenty Terror Squad niggaz reachin

*conversation and gunfight to fade*

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