The Heist lyrics

Artist  : Big L 
Song : The Heist



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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