The Heist Lyrics

The Heist lyrics

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