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da bank heist - mac mall lyrics

[intro]
now, channel 7 news tonight
good evening. they are known as the romper room gang. young men whom police believe are responsible for robberies at dozens of pizza parlors, along with motels, perhaps even banks, all in the east bay

d*mn, man, this young player out here tryna strive and sh*t
and these motherf*ckers livin’ in these big ass houses, you know what i’m sayin’? all around drivin’ two and three loads and sh*t, you know what i’m sayin’? but now, i’m lookin’ at this motherf*ckin’ bank, and i’m ready to hit this motherf*cker
(shine a light on yourself, n*gga)
yeah. so, uh, check this sh*t out

[verse 1]
thangs got a n*gga stressin’, motherf*cker, life’s straight f*cked up
wish i woulda took another route before i bucked up
see, that’s the past, so what’s done is done, feel me?
even though i got some motherf*ckers tryna k!ll me (tryna k!ll me)
pockets feelin’ flat like a flatline when i bucked the 9
so i gots to find me a new crime
as a scheme to get my cash on (cash on)
so fools peep game as i’m peepin’ out the savings and loans
no one find a bank in the hick town (in the hick town)
so when i dash, the task can’t track me down (track me down)
a smooth getaway, that’s right (that’s right)
note number two: gots to flip me a load that’s tight
somethin’ like a chevrolet, ’cause man, i gots to get away
so i can kick and count the cash another day
note number three: get a plan that’s sucker*proof
but can’t forget the gats, mask and the joggin’ suits
you don’t hear me doin’ real about this f*ckin’ scheme
and bein’ broke in the ’90s, potna, ain’t the thang (ain’t the thang)
even though i could have found a better way of life
it’s nathan nice, so peep the motherf*ckin’ heist
[refrain]
(peep the motherf*ckin’ heist) peep the motherf*ckin’ heist
(peep the motherf*ckin’ heist) peep the motherf*ckin’ heist
(peep the motherf*ckin’ heist) check it out
(peep the motherf*ckin’ heist) check it out

[verse 2]
a couple of weeks pass and what do you know, man, it’s d*day
i’m thinkin’ hit the bank and hit the motherf*ckin’ freeway
feelin’ on my backpack ’cause that’s where the gat’s at
and if they f*ck around, i’m gon’ leave the bank tacked
but not with the dank, with the smoke from the chopper
fool, you should know, movin’ slow and i’ma pop ya
bank is down the street and i keep thinkin’ about that vault
conscience sayin’, “mall, don’t do it”, sh*t, how you thought?
hop out the load, man’s down, car runnin’
hand on my chopper, hit the door and now i’m gunnin’
all up in the bank, all i hear is spoons and cries
give me what i want and you might leave alive
security guard, he act hard (ah, man)
i see him reachin’ for the pistol, he didn’t get that far
the chopper spit and he was hit, and now i’m goin’ low
i hit the f*ckin’ counter to get my money on
the b*tch is fillin’ the bag with major cash, right? (fill it up, b*tch)
and out the f*ckin’ window saw the red and blue lights (the rollers)
the teller pushin’ the b*tton, i gots to hit her up (hit her up)
i put the chopper at her chest then i lit her up (lit her up)
now i’m leavin’ smooth and fast through my head (ah, man)
make a decision, if i’m not leavin’ free, i’m leavin’ dead
(f*ck that sh*t, man, i ain’t going home alive)
lettin’ the chopper loose, still hearin’ h*lla screams
police cars all comin’, i’m thinkin’ of a scheme (of a scheme)
if this what i get in my young life (young life)
so you gots to keep ’em hype when you’re doin’ a motherf*ckin’ heist
[refrain]
(motherf*ckin’ heist) doin’ a motherf*ckin’ heist
(motherf*ckin’ heist, doin’ a motherf*ckin’ heist)
(motherf*ckin’ heist) check it out (doin’ a motherf*ckin’ heist)

[verse 3]
look out the window ’cause the police wanna plea bargain
but i say, “f*ck ’em, i wanna talk to the sergeant”
the sergeant said, “free the hostages and keep the loot”
but right then, saw a sniper on the roof (on the roof)
i’m mad as f*ck, so i run to the back door
i see the window get broke, now all you see is smoke
and now i’m chokin’ and coughin’ and can hardly breathe
and all i wanted was a couple of g’s (call my lawyer)
but still i got a trick up my sleeve
somethin’ for a youngster like me to take leave
so i tell the police that i surrender (i surrender)
and in ten minutes it’s cool if they send a (if they send a)
unarmed cop to escort the hostages out
because gettin’ paid is what it was all about
as soon as the cop came in, he had a 9 to his temple
when i told him like this, plain and simple
if i don’t get outta here without gettin’ shot
you gon’ be one dead*ass white cop
the cop was scared, started thinkin’ about his wife and his son
so he decided to listen to the man with the gun
came out the bank and all i see is f*ckin’ blue suits (everywhere)
and then in my mind i wonder if they gon’ let loose
on a young n*gga who wanted to be a bigger figure
i’m on a come up move, even if i gotta k!ll ya
the pig said, “give it up, it’s over” (it’s over)
you didn’t know? fool, i’m a ses soldier
i told him, “pig, you ain’t the first, you ain’t gon’ be the last”
(not the last)
i put the chopper to his head and then i blast (boom, boom, boom)
and when you hear this, you might say i shoulda turned myself in
f*ck that, i ain’t livin’ in the f*ckin’ pen
my whole life, ’cause this game is like a sacrifice
i’m lettin’ ’em know i’m willing to die to pull a f*ckin’ heist
[outro]
with these masked gunmen brandishing everything from pistols to uzi machine guns, police are anxious to get them off the streets

- mac mall lyrics

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