The Heist E

Hit these niggas up bad. I wanna this fucking money, Man. Uh, kicking back with a six pack. I lack stacks so I need to get off My ass crack. I called my man Fat Mac, Told him to get strapped. I got a good lick, no vodka or cognac. Uh, he said, "What's up? This better be good. 'Cause for that paper I'll off a nigga like Eastwood." Yo boy be cool, we about to eat Food. Some niggas who swipe mics and keep they Wrist cool. A fist full of cake like a Tyler birthday. Gotta go hard, ain't fit for the worst way. We're just laying down. He "My nigga, fuck that. Niggas getting slapped with fists full of the ball Back. Straight like that." Yeah, I hit you right back. 'Cause you about to have them feds on us ASAP. He dumbing out, going fast in a dummy 'bout. Got my man Cloud, he smart with it To air me out. I hit him up, "Yo Homie, what it is? I got some good vics like your mama when You sick. Let's get it." "Man listen, it's whatever who it is and if It be a bubble or a leather." Man, do it matter? These niggas swiping lifes and so for spite, The spot got the coke and the rice. "But is it bricks? Do all of them carry Four-fifths? Driving hot whips, Those niggas I roll with?" Ayo, why you bitching? You the boys or a snitch? I hung up on him quick, he on some Other shit. Fuck it, rolled up a leaf, Down a pint of gin with a Heineken, Then flagellated that broke wind. Fell in the V with felonies, wilding with speed. Mind at ease, but my heart pumping through my Teeth. Parked and hopped out the whip like a Maniac. But I saw flashing lights like a Kanye Track. Back tracked like a ad lib, Put the gas back. The spot was fully contained Like it got hazmats. I'm bopping through for the chatting. Cops said it was the end of a Broadway Play, nothing but clapping. "The suspects, a duo. Only thing seen was the shots. There's nothing sweet about a churro." I'm out, back to the house. This shit'll do me. I wrapped this flock tighter Than mouse pussy. I needed that. Parked up and stumbled to the lab. Behind my door I heard quiet laughs. I sobered up like I 12 stepped it. Cocked the piece like a pic with the hand Gesture. Rushed the door and screamed, "Better suck the floor." But in awe, my jaw dropped to the floor. Pause, I saw a crazy card machine, Jewels, drugs, and green. Ammos with bandanas like Biggie was only dreaming. Then Mac hopped up, said, "Nigga, you swooned up, You crazy little fuck. I could've been booming up your guts." Then Cloud popped up like, "Chill, we got your Cut and we split it in half 'cause you The one that shut it up." "Wow, y'all niggas played me. How?" "'Cause you like a chick who want sex. This nigga always want a plan B. But we just execute. So coolio, 'cause we sat here and waited on You. Foolio." How y'all niggas gonna rob the spot that I Told y'all about? It couldn't have been that bang. You know what? Fuck y'all niggas, give me my cut