The Robbery Song
Исполнитель: Akinyele
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hook<br>Niggas know we do robberies, we ain`t running up in no crib for 2 G`s<br>We want about 50 Thou and 4 Ki`s <br>And maybe after that we just might breath<br>But if you think it can`t happen, nigga please<br>We put you on your knees, like you was praying<br>We ain`t playing<br>It`s the O-FFI-CIAL, O-RIG-INAL, SEASON-AL, motherfucking CRIMI-NALS<br><br>You know the format, ringing your bell, standing on your doormat<br>`Who Is It?" Thats your sentence<br>Looking through the peephole with your eyes squinching<br>Too late, we kicked the door off the hinges<br>I heard you selling stacks of crack getting mad-tracked<br>Thats why we in your place, throwing your face in the carpet<br>With the rug rats, where the drugs at, FUCK THAT!<br>I represent broke niggas who ain`t no joke nigga<br>Bullets rolled in Bamboo cause we here to smoke niggas<br>And fuck them uppercuts, like we here to fight you up<br>Man, we hang you from a chandalier and light you up<br>We like free delivery cause we take niggas out<br>Leaving you cracking like Daffy with duct tape on your mouth<br>And roping you with strings and tessles squeezing your blood vessel<br>Leaving your ass tied up like pretzels<br>Ak to the Inye to the Le, rolling with real G`s<br>Doing these official robberies Yes!<br><br>hook<br><br>I`m on some Mike Tyson ex-wife shit kid<br>Thats how I`m living<br>Cause when I start robbing, you`d better start giving<br>How else you think the money`s supposed to come thats why<br>When I need bread I grab the toaster and stick niggas for they crumbs<br>I extort as you get stuck for bucks<br>Whether its in airplanes or airports cause I don`t give a flying fuck<br>I drop it like an incinerator was the topic <br>Cause I`ll be damned if you ain`t <br>I`ll empty in your pockets<br>Shake you like Gelatin, and for all you good semaritans playing hero<br>Akinyele put one in your belly<br>And leave your stomachs looking like the number 0<br>As a rob like work cause I need mad dinero<br>Cream, like Vaseline put you in Intensive Care<br>With the Tech 9 backing you up like spines<br>Taking your materialistic things like rings<br>Like your hoe, your doe, gold and diamonds<br>I turned this art into art-tillery<br>With guns that bark to keep them from killing me<br>On point, like a sword cause I always stay on board<br>Ready to clap a stinking victim like a fucking applause<br>Anywhere, anyplace<br>Even if you got condoms in your wallet<br>That don`t mean your money`s safe<br>So act like you not having it when I start grabbing it<br>Guns in your face (gibberish) like you talk Arabic<br>Holding a Mac that I pimp like a mack<br>But some of you macks, never find a Mac<br>Ever since you lost that job at McDonalds<br>But I know that I`ll Mork your ass like Nanu-Nanu<br>By putting one shell in your head like a rhino<br>Or I`ll do to 2 to your head<br>Before I damn wanted to let you know that you ain`t who`s hot<br>And you niggas not making it home in the fucking morning<br>BECAUSE..............<br><br>hook