[VERSE 1]

It's goin down in the ghetto, around 7

So beep me about 6, with code 11

So we can hook up at the spot and get right for the night

We stickin up anything in sight

If anybody moves, let em have it

I mean that, just get the goods, fuck the crab shit

And be quick, we can't afford to lose time

Somebody might sketch us, bitch up and drop dime

And don't forget to take the drugs and the buy money

And jack the car with the plates, save your ma money

Bring a duct tape and strap 2 joints and 4 clips

Don't slip, yo, be on point

The kids that we hittin is supposed to be willies

One from New York and one comin up from Philly

To pick up four ki's, and that's all good

It's a shame he doesn't know about the Robbin of the Hood



[Fat Boys] (Prrrr stick em hahaha stick em)

Nobody moves nobody gets hurt



[VERSE 2]

There they go, it's not 7 on the dot

We gotta move before the spot gets hot

In the parkin lot? Yo, these is two dumb brothers

Word to mother, yo, they probably never seen _Deep Cover_

After this let em rent the movie

Now they're gettin in the car together, it's goin smoothly

Everybody play your hoods and your masks

Try not to blast, get caught, and that's your ass

The five of us took a oath and swore

We would rob from the rich and give to the poor

Drug dealers give us the perfect opportunity

To rob they ass and give back to our community

On 3 like TNT, keep your cool

Tape em up, get the drugs, money, cars and jewels

And beat em down real good like police would

Cause everyone's a victim of the Robbin in the Hood



[CHORUS]



[VERSE 3]

Two of us are black, and one of us is jewish

Korean, spanish, but why do we do this?

We grew up together in the ghetto colorblind

We trust each other more than we trust our own kind

I used to move drugs, then my man cold played me

I did five years, cause my girl betrayed me

I maxed out, took a fed bid all the way

But now I'm home and muthafuckas gotta pay

We never keep the money, cause none of us are greedy

So we reform the fiends and hit off the needy

Makin our version of a ghetto Robin Hood

Confiscatin properties and reposessin all goods

The drugs we rob, re-sell and rob again

Willies think they're bein set up by they own friends

Fuck what they think, and fuck what you heard

Little do they know that it's the neighborhood nerds

Real crimies, do or die the way it's meant to be

To get the biggest willie is the crime of the century

If he don't get us first, knock on wood

Niggas, watch your back, it's the Robbin of the Hood



[CHORUS]