Akinyele - The Robbery Song Lyrics
HookNiggas know we do robberies, we aint running up in no crib for 2 gsWe want about 50 thou and 4 kisAnd maybe after that we just might breathBut if you think it cant happen, nigga pleaseWe put you on your knees, like you was prayingWe aint playingIts the o-ffi-cial, o-rig-inal, season-al, mother*****ing crimi-nalsYou know the format, ringing your bell, standing on your doormatwho is it? thats your sentenceLooking through the peephole with your eyes squinchingToo late, we kicked the door off the hingesI heard you selling stacks of crack getting mad-trackedThats why we in your place, throwing your face in the carpetWith the rug rats, where the drugs at, ***** that!I represent broke niggas who aint no joke niggaBullets rolled in bamboo cause we here to smoke niggasAnd ***** them uppercuts, like we here to fight you upMan, we hang you from a chandalier and light you upWe like free delivery cause we take niggas outLeaving you cracking like daffy with duct tape on your mouthAnd roping you with strings and tessles squeezing your blood vesselLeaving your ass tied up like pretzelsAk to the inye to the le, rolling with real gsDoing these official robberies yes!HookIm on some mike tyson ex-wife shit kidThats how Im livingCause when I start robbing, youd better start givingHow else you think the moneys supposed to come thats whyWhen I need bread I grab the toaster and stick niggas for they crumbsI extort as you get stuck for bucksWhether its in airplanes or airports cause I dont give a flying *****I drop it like an incinerator was the topicCause Ill be damned if you aintIll empty in your pocketsShake you like gelatin, and for all you good semaritans playing heroAkinyele put one in your bellyAnd leave your stomachs looking like the number 0As a rob like work cause I need mad dineroCream, like vaseline put you in intensive careWith the tech 9 backing you up like spinesTaking your materialistic things like ringsLike your hoe, your doe, gold and diamondsI turned this art into art-tilleryWith guns that bark to keep them from killing meOn point, like a sword cause I always stay on boardReady to clap a stinking victim like a *****ing applauseAnywhere, anyplaceEven if you got condoms in your walletThat dont mean your moneys safeSo act like you not having it when I start grabbing itGuns in your face (gibberish) like you talk arabicHolding a mac that I pimp like a mackBut some of you macks, never find a macEver since you lost that job at mcdonaldsBut I know that Ill mork your ass like nanu-nanuBy putting one shell in your head like a rhinoOr Ill do to 2 to your headBefore I damn wanted to let you know that you aint whos hotAnd you niggas not making it home in the *****ing morningBecause..............Hook
