Sporty Thievz

Sporty Thievz - Aquamen lyrics

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(King Kirk)
 We might be on the mob's hitlist  y'all really with this?
 Well we got five minutes so dive in it and get it with the quickness
 Dont get ridiculous  bring what you can swim with that's the end of it
 At 10:40 digit I want y'all back with the shit
 Terrific we can sit sippin' Crystal Christmas
 Bricks  split it into triplets and distrubute like cigarettes
 More chips than picnics hitting chicks and stuff
 Marl and Dubez keep in touch, you brothas, good luck

 (Dubez)
 You got the flashlights? [check]
 Tracking device? [check]
 All we got is what, five? Man it's time to dive
 Me and Marlon took it under, said it's best that we split up
 Take what we can at 10:35, get up

 (Marlon Brando)
 Twenty degrees five minutes, me and Dubez under siege
 With ten minutes tops, it's up to us to run the ki's
 Yo we fully prepared, scuba gear with the flares
 Shark spears, Dubez, wait for this school of fish to clear

 (Dubez)
 We dove deeper, I tapped Marlon, ayo, what's that I see there?
 Could it be that we there? Man them bricks better be there
 Tracking device blinking nigga, oh shit that's it!
 Got four and a half minutes, if we blow this, that's it

 (Marlon Brando)
 Swam and dipped to a sunken abandoned ship
 Sands quicker, one cought up and landed his
 Tampered with the compass to make sure we on track
 With bags, throw the ki's on that then we can mosey on back

 (King Kirk)
 Sitting fronting like I'm fishing, so far no coast guard
 Nervous but calm, heard my watch alarm, checked my arm
 Time: two minutes, three left, sweat and nose running
 In case let me load the gun in...Oh shit a boat's coming!

 (Dubez)
 All this coke I'm getting greedy but I gotta fight the urge
 With the ki's to the city in front of me submerged
 Time's ticking, quick, we started the brick picking
 Telling Marl after this no more of the brick sticking [Alright nigga]
 I see us pulling it off with no prob.
 What a job, Aquamen underwater robbin the mob
 took a look up, seen two boats and got shook up
 Brando, what if that's the mob and them fucking the crook up?

 (King Kirk)
 Grabbed the binocs, looked like cops, stashed the glock
 They sailed up and stopped besides me and just watched
 Finally one smiled at me then spoke finally [Catch anything?]
 Nah, still trying to! [yeah, alright] Alright me and left silently

 (Dubez)
 Yo I think my bag is worthy enough to hold thirty
 Heard me? Fuck these last three minutes, let' go early
 Dude snap out of it! Yo he's trying to pack alot of it
 Yo we gotta split or we get ourselves in hotter shit!
 Just grab what you can, you know we on a timed schedule
 We can't go out greedy and do twenty-nine federal
 We served out purpose, but now purpous in the worstess
 Situation, gotta hurry back to the surface

 (King Kirk)
 Loading ammo, 10:40, where they at? Goddamn, yo!
 Oh no no, aw man yo! here come Italiano
 Stashed the toast, but kept my hand close if they approach
 Hope Dubez and Marlon scope before they come through floatin
 >From Italians boat heard words loud and clear
 'Hey Paizano, tell that muly the get the fuck outtahea!'
 If it wasn't nine of 'em, I would've put one inside of him
 But this predicament I'm in I ain't got no time to win

 (Marlon Brando)
 Yo we swam up, all I seen was Kirk shoot the man up
 Damn! That fucked the plan up, more men in suits ran up
 Kirk put his hands up, He acting like he surrendered
 Yo he seen us intending to help that why he preteding!

 (Dubez)
 Climbed up on they boat while they bought Kirk faking
 Gat in each hand, fully armed like Troy Aikman
 Took two out, bullets ricocheing and I ain't playin'
 Tossed one gun to Kirk and continued to keep spraying

 (Marlon Brando)
 Yo he saw me reaching, I went behind the boat creeping
 Now I'm thinking 'I hope he's sleeping' we both peeped him like
 Fuck the others, he saw me, I seen him
 So I ran in they boat and shot him when he leaned in

 (Dubez)
 Semi-auto glazed blazed, I'm thinking my arm grazed
 Peeled back the last guiro, blood leaking through my Speedo
 Let's bail, blew up they boat, covered the trail
 Send a kite to the block perrico is on sale
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Ruffhouse Records LP

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Released in: 1999

Language: English

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