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F Uhh!
D Heistmaster F Get paid nigg*!
D Heistmaster F Let's get paid nigg*!
D Heistmaster F Get paid nigg*!
D Heistmaster F Let's get paid!
F Everybody hit the floor, you know what time it is
D Old b*tch, don't move, take off the jewels and shine-eses
Please don't shoot me mayn
F Papi play the game right, and ery'thang'll be aight
There go the safe!
Lil' Fame
It ain't no time for concentration
Get over there papi tell 'em the combination
Tell 'em Ron's got his car keys
I don't give a fk if he beg, Boom shoot him in the head
Danze
Somebody comin in on the side
Lil' Fame
fk the bizzo get the money and s**t, make sure that motherfker die
Dolo (?) fkin standin there lookin silly
Yo Boom, give me a hand Yo, where the fk is Billy?
He went outside to the car y'all
It's (?) and dark black, I'm dumpin papi off at the Baha
Let's hurry up before the s**t get hot
Yeah because this old b*tch is blowin up the spot
They say nigg* do anything for dough
And now I'm the nigg* with the dough, so old b*tch, you gotta go
*BANG* Yo I've been schemin on the spot for about a year
Danze
And now you got what you want, so let's get out of here
Lil' Fame
We ain't no motherfkin joke
We caught ten thou', and a motherfkin ounce of weed to smoke
*conversations for a second or two*
Yo... oh s**t, five-oh!
Let's get the fk up out of Dodge
Danze
I'ma make a right here
Lil' Fame
Yeah, drop us off by the garage
We gotta get away, some way, some how
The cop's on our ass, feet don't fail me now
I say we must to let the A.. K.. pop
Cause I ain't playin with these K.. K.. Kops
Just chill nigg*, (?) back and put the dough in
The punk motherfker kept goin
ANTE UP nigg*! D Give me the cash
ANTE UP MOTHERfker! F Or that's yo' ass
ANTE UP nigg*! D Give me the cash
ANTE UP MOTHERfker! F Or that's yo' ass
ANTE UP nigg*! D Give me the cash
ANTE UP MOTHERfker! F Or that's yo' ass
ANTE UP nigg*! D Give me the cash
ANTE UP MOTHERfker! F Or that's yo' ass
Billy Danze
Shanghai nigg*, Lil' Fame (I got the pound)
(?) til them tellin me the straw's down
Run up on 'em from all angles can you dig it fool?
Yeah, click clak KLOW, nobody move!
Face down get on the ground That s**t's foul
Shut the fk up punk it's M.O.P. you know our style
Yo (?) keep your eyes on the sneaky chick
Aight - make a move I'ma bump you b*tch
Sean duke got jewels, go 'head and grab it
Shack, anybody move, let everybody have it
Cli clack (Bill chill 'til we find the stash)
Roll with us or we gon' roll right over your ass
Now where that motherfkin money homes?
In the closet Where the llello?
In the dresser right there by the phone
Cool, breeze, twenty G's
Two ki's, I sent my nigg* fat B's
Lil' Fame
Suppose we go in your clothes and take your doughs
Billy Danze
After that hit you in your back with the deuce-fo'
Heistmaster, known to cause disaster
Robbed the world, in ten minutes, or faster
Head 'em up! Move 'em out Ay nigg* it's time to leave
Duke in the fatigue got somethin up his sleeve
Strapped made a move towards me while we was breakin North
Yeah, I tore his motherfkin wig off
ANTE UP nigg*! D Give me the cash
ANTE UP MOTHERfker! F Or that's yo' ass
ANTE UP nigg*! D Give me the cash
ANTE UP MOTHERfker! F Or that's yo' ass
ANTE UP nigg*! D Give me the cash
ANTE UP MOTHERfker! F Or that's yo' ass
ANTE UP nigg*! D Give me the cash
ANTE UP MOTHERfker! F Or that's yo' ass
shout outs by M.O.P. members to the fade