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Big L

Genres: Hip-Hop

The Heist Lyrics - Big L

Bust it 

Hey yo, I just left the studio and it's about 2 in the morn' 

I just finished doin' a song 

Now I'm ready for sleep 

But first I want spaghetti to eat 

In this good Italian restaurant right up the street 

So I jumped in the jeep, stash the heat under the seat 

Then I got a beep 

My voice is harsh, barely can speak 

 

I called back on the cell, it's Coley, mad as hell 

He told me to listen well as he started to yell 

"I just seen Mike and Ben with your wife and a friend 

And they just got a room at the Holiday Inn" 

"It's my wife, you sure?", "Yeah I'm sure" 

I saw the whore as soon she walked through the door" 

"Yo, say no more, which one?" 

"The one in Jersey, son, right over the bridge" 

"We goin' hurt those hoes" "And hurt both of them kids" 

 

Now I'm in the range 

Switchin' lanes, doin' a buck 'n change 

I can't wait to touch the lames and them fuckin' dames 

Reach the destination, grab the heat without no hesitation 

These niggas fuckin' up my reputation 

I saw Corleone holdin' the chrome 

Ice-grill, lookin' like he had a license to kill 

And he had somebody else with 'em playin' the cup 

Lookin' like he can't wait to start sprayin' shit up 

 

"Yo, who that in the background?" "It's Tommy Giss" 

"Oh, I didn't recognize you with your hat down 

Son you ready, we got this whole shit mapped out" 

Oh you ain't scared as no tome to back route 

"Yeah, wo goin' to take the back route 

And pull our gats out and throw our mask on 

We ain't leavin' till everyone's dead and all the cash gone" 

"We goin' to get our laugh on when we're through 

But right now we got a job to do" 

 

"So let's do it", hey yo, I stepped to the desk clerk 

Put the gat to her dress-shirt 

Told her to listen up before she get hurt 

"They just walked in, party of four, two chicks, two males 

What room they got?" She paused and said, "212" 

Took the steps now I'm out of breath, I gotta stop smokin' 

Them cigarettes goin' be the cause of my death 

My heart beatin' fast now, 'cause it's about to pop off 

Saw the door, let the glock off, tore the lock off 

 

Took a deep breath, then ran inside at a quick pase 

I felt disgraced, I should've shot the bitch in the face 

Then my other two niggas ran in, each had a cannon 

Ready to take care, how we done planned it 

"These two crab cats, we know they hustle upstate" 

We know they got stacks 

'Cause they don't move with nothin' but weight 

We got the cuffs and the duck tape and put it to use 

Then told 'em when this is over we be lettin' 'em loose 

 

Hey man, I kicked mike in his face, so I just had your back 

You wanna live and tell my nigga where the stash at 

He gave me the address then I ran outside 

But first I took the keys to his van outside 

And when I got there, I found 50 keys in a stash 

A 100 pound of grass and 2 million in cash 

I was dumb glad, the sit didn't fit in one bag 

So I got three, filled 'em all up to the teeth 

 

And put the bags in the van, then I locked the truck 

When I got back, Coley done popped them punks 

"Hey yo', fuck it l, we might as well pop these studs" 

Man that's four bodies, two outta-towners and two hotties 

And after that we ain't sleep for three days 

We hit the PJ's, split the money three ways 

Now we all laughin' hard, gettin' nice and weeded 

Celebratin' nigga, heist completed 

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