Heistmasters lyrics

by

M.O.P.


[Intro: Lil Fame & Billy Danze]
Uhh!
Heistmaster, Get paid, n*gga!
Heistmaster, Let's get paid, n*gga!
Heistmaster, Get paid, n*gga!
Heistmaster, Let's get paid!

[Lil Fame & Billy Danze]
Everybody hit the floor, you know what time it is
Old b*tch, don't move, take off the jewels and shine-eses
(Please don't shoot me mayne)
Papi play the game right, and ery'thang'll be aight
{There go the safe!}

[Lil' Fame]
It ain't no time for concentration
Get over there papi tell 'em the combination
Tell 'em Ron's got his car keys
I don't give a f*ck if he beg, Boom shoot him in the head

[Danze]
Somebody comin in on the side

[Lil' Fame]
f*ck the bizzo get the money and sh*t, make sure that motherf*cker die
Dolo why the f*ck you standin there lookin silly
Yo Boom, give me a hand {Yo, where the f*ck is Billy?}
He went outside to the car y'all
It's (?) and dark black, I'm dumpin papi off at the Baha
(Let's hurry up before the sh*t get hot)
Yeah because this old b*tch is blowin up the spot
They say n*gga do anything for dough
And now I'm the n*gga with the dough, so old b*tch, you gotta go
(*BANG*) Yo I've been schemin on the spot for about a year
[Danze]
And now you got what you want, so let's get out of here

[Lil' Fame]
We ain't no motherf*ckin joke
We caught ten thou', and a motherf*ckin ounce of weed to smoke
{*conversations for a second or two*}
Yo... oh sh*t, five-oh!
Let's get the f*ck up out of Dodge

[Danze]
I'mma make a right here

[Lil' Fame]
Yeah, drop us off by the garage
We gotta get away, some way, some how
The cop's on our ass, feet don't fail me now
I say we must to let the A.. K.. pop
Cause I ain't playin with these K.. K.. Kops
{Just chill n*gga, hit the n*gga back and put the dough in}
The punk motherf*cker kept goin

[Hook: Lil Fame & Billy Danze]
ANTE UP n*ggA! Give me the cash
ANTE UP MOTHERf*ckER! Or that's yo' ass
ANTE UP n*ggA! Give me the cash
ANTE UP MOTHERf*ckER! Or that's yo' ass
ANTE UP n*ggA! Give me the cash
ANTE UP MOTHERf*ckER! Or that's yo' ass
ANTE UP n*ggA! Give me the cash
ANTE UP MOTHERf*ckER! Or that's yo' ass
[Billy Danze]
Shanghai n*gga, Lil' Fame (I got the pound)
Base, call them n*ggas, tellin' me the straw's down
Run up on 'em from all angles can you dig it fool?
{Yeah, click, clack, KLOW, nobody move!}
Face down get on the ground {That sh*t's foul}
Shut the f*ck up punk it's M.O.P. you know our style
Yo, Brim (Yo!), keep your eyes on the sneaky chick
{Aight - make a move, I'mma bump you b*tch}
Sean duke got jewels, go 'head and grab it
Shack, anybody move, let everybody have it
{Cli-clack} (Bill chill 'til we find the stash)
Roll with us or we gon' roll right over your ass
Now where that motherf*ckin money homes?
{In the closet} Where the yayo?
{In the dresser right there by the phone}
Cool, breeze, twenty G's
Two ki's, I sent my n*gga fat B's

[Lil' Fame]
Suppose we go in your clothes and take your doughs

[Billy Danze]
After that hit you in your back with the deuce-fo'
Heistmaster, known to cause disaster
Robbed the world, in ten minutes, or faster
{Head 'em up!} Move 'em out {Ay n*gga it's time to leave}
Duke in the fatigue got somethin up his sleeve
Strapped made a move towards me while we was breakin North
{Yeah, I tore his motherf*ckin wig off}
[Hook: Lil Fame & Billy Danze]
ANTE UP n*ggA! Give me the cash
ANTE UP MOTHERf*ckER! Or that's yo' ass
ANTE UP n*ggA! Give me the cash
ANTE UP MOTHERf*ckER! Or that's yo' ass
ANTE UP n*ggA! Give me the cash
ANTE UP MOTHERf*ckER! Or that's yo' ass
ANTE UP n*ggA! Give me the cash
ANTE UP MOTHERf*ckER! Or that's yo' ass

[Shout outs by M.O.P. members to the fade]
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