Who can I trust? Cuban'll bust plus ?good thief the night?
 Here's the plan (plan), we nab the man, bring a camcorder
 Grab his fam, and run the train on his granddaughter
 Nah chill, that's too ill, for real I'd rather kill somethin
 Here's the deal, we shatter his grill, and drill fuck him
 Oral torture, no doubt, the shit is holocaust
 In two minutes tops he's guaranteed to cap and give up all the morsels
 It's settled, blitt up, put on your metal, foot on the pedal
 We got a half hour before the plan sours like Amaretto
 Far from the ghetto, a rebel of chance, the devil in pants
 Out for the fast cash, level advance
 Takin a chance, I've only got one my hundred shot
 tommy shotguns my judge jury and Johnny Cochran
 Chorus:
 Movin on the stash, first we get the cash
 For the fast money, I smash a niggaz shit like a crash dummy
 Ask money where the safe, anybody move gettin laced
 Look at my face and I'ma shoot the place
 Aiyyo the plot thickens, I'm pickin the locks in the back entrance
 Payin attention, not tryin to get knocked and catch a fat sentence
 Not to mention these kids is mafioso with lots of dough so
 they got poco lock with the down to rock Morocco chokehold (oh oh)
 Their security system's linear laser protection
 No sweat, I brought the miniature mirrors for reflectin
 Inspectin the vault, for weapons assault, second of course
 It's poisonous rays, boiled and baked in epsom salt
 Rep in New York is the cat burgalar, the fat murderer
 Slippin the clip in the Mac, inserterer
 Hurtin your pockets, droppin your stock to zero profit
 Holding heroes hostage and mansions for ransom like DeNiro mob flicks
 Back to the top again, hand the grand prize
 The safe flies open, the shining was blinding my eyes
 I cracked the code, enough ice to make you laugh at gold
 Passed the dough to Cuban started movin for the back real slow
 That's when I heard the sirens hopin that my ears was lyin
 Knew we was dyin when I saw the guard we tortured cryin
 Pointing at the building screamin, "I can see them, kill em!"
 Snipers was willing but couldn't, there's too many civilians
 Still inside nowhere to hide nowhere to run
 Cuban said, "Fuck it, we die, we die busting our guns"
 Chorus 2X
 Aiyyo it's time to pay, and I ain't trying to give my shine away
 Let's show these pigs how much we give a fuck about a brighter day
 I cocked the Eagle, Cuban drew the Glock it was diesel
 Said, "See you in Hell coppers" and started poppin like it was legal
 We need a plan, if we can make it to the van
 Missile launchers there with the grenade pistol I bought from Uncle
 Dan
 Me and my man are runnin out of ammo, I got about a handful
 of Black Rhino's and two Rambles strapped to my ankles
 I trampled over one of the bodies, I grabbed the steel
 Threw the bitch over my shoulder and used her butt as a shield
 I filled the clip with the little bit of bullets remaining
 Cuban said, "Move your fat ass faster motherfucker they gaining"
 I gave him the case, told him, "Go ahead save yourself
 Blaze a L in my memory, tell the family I gave em Hell"
 For real, that's when I heard the tires screechin
 Peeped and it was Joe the God with twenty Terror Squad niggaz reachin
 *conversation and gunfight to fade