The Heist part 1 Lyrics by Lox, The

The Heist part 1 Lyrics

    [jadakiss]
    At the table sayin' a prayer holdin' hands
    And we got two stolen benz everything's according to plans
    If anybody in the fam gets pinched
    Don't worry 'bout your kids control your wench
    Don't worry 'bout the money it's gon' get rinsed
    And don't worry 'bout me i won't approach the bench
    Now let's roll out and get that paper retho
    It might look easy but it's not sweet though
    It's either do this shit now or don't eat yo
    This is real life this ain't no tv show
    Word up- backed out
    With the macs out
    'nuff clips to shoot four duffels full of loot
    22 dilinger a piece for the boot
    Couple of bombs
    Remote for the alarms
    Outside still runnin' two big black 1500s
    Me and styles wasn't blunted
    Must be your point to deal with money
    Even though i was nervous somehow it was still funny
    I hopped in one son hopped in the other
    Word to mother both trucks burn rubber
    Figure we could blanff with a mil or two
    In a tentacle
    I pulled up behind chemical
    Doors locked styles left the other one
    Down four blocks it's on now ready or not

    [styles]
    Synchronize your watch feed time to cops
    Get the rocks out the safety deposit box
    Kisses here and up all the guards on watch
    And the first thing i grab honey in the fotch
    Split for nothing
    You get the same you hit the button
    Before we hit the safe
    Where's the videotape
    Gotta look it in the face- forget it
    I want your eyelids in the bag got your seven digits
    Money and death- what you pick?
    And don't be a prick your life is worth more than chips
    Money is paper and the banks built bricks
    All of a sudden i heard a different gun's clip
    I couldn't be hit
    Cuz i didn't feel shit
    So i duck into cover
    Yell for my brother
    I yell yo

    [jadakiss]
    Then i yell yo back
    You can bounce now dog i filled up two sacks
    Here's the dough keys to the truck go get in it
    Cuz time is our life and we ain't got a minute
    I looked outside and i saw the lieutenant
    And i thought to myself, "damn, styles is finished!"
    We ain't come this far for this shit to happen
    Damn, nigga better get the captain
    Heard six shots 'bout three hit the captain
    Heard a few more but by then they attacked him
    Area surrounded parking lot packed in
    Just knocked my man off now i was trapped in
    But you know i'm going out in a blast
    With this last pineapple like they use in m*a*s*h
    And as soon as enough cops've filled up the room
    I pull the pin

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