Shabazz the Disciple, Lil Dap, Killah Priest - Thieves in Da Nite (Heist) lyrics
[Shabazz the Disciple, Lil Dap, Killah Priest - Thieves in Da Nite Heist lyrics]
Uses to stalk like a hawk pon
The sidewalk looking for my prey
Sometimes I hit the subway
Schemin to catch a jackpot
Shit is hot too many cops
I think I'll run up in a crack spot
I start on my mission and yo I'm scrambling
Approach a group of shorties
Who were gambling
I play it off and ask one of them a question
Yo shorty I'm lost
Yo help me out with some directions
He stated kicking it and
Something kept shining
I looked at his hand it was
A ring full of diamonds
Evil was my level of thinking
Get all I can get and leave
My victims dead and stinking
I drew the guns from the holsters on my sides
This is a stickup
Don't make it a fucking homicide
Give me the cash quick fast
Or my nine'll blast
They gave it up and did the 100 yard dash
I left shorty on the ground face down
Shitting and pissing and under pressure
From the 3 pound i cold stripped his ass
Pistol whipped his ass
Robbed him blind and left his head all gashed
Committing armed robberies
We be committing armed robberies
Committing armed robberies
Trying our best to live phat - fuck poverty!
The shootouts over dice
The sirens and the lights
The late night heist the thieves in da nite
Continued on my mission
I went to the corner to the phone booth
And called preme and the troops
I told preme the plan and what to carry
Cause where we going tonight
Yo it's kinda scary
I told him bring grenades and extra drivers
To pull this shit off right
We can't leave survivors
We reached the scene of the
Crime got on the job
Dressed to rob was the motherfucking mad mob
We left the driver with the engine running
Ran up in the building
On our way to make a killing
Reached the floor
I rang the bell on the door
Cocked the 44 ready to
Bring them brothers war
I rang the bell once more
A brother opened the door
Bup! bup!, we put his brains on the floor
We ran up in the spot letting off mad shots
Until the last brother dropped
And when he dropped, I realized it was Klein
I said to myself, yeah this nigga ass is mine
Slapped him with the magnum
Knocked him out dragged him
Tied him to a motherfucking chair
And I gagged him torture motherfuckers
Preme you know how we do
Cut off all his fingers and then
Drugged him with a needle
When he recuperated then he cooperated
He started singing where his
Drugs were being operated
Buck to the chest, bang to the head
Preme shot him in the ear
To make sure he's dead
The next thing on my mind yo it was leaving
But first I gotta make sure
No one else is breathing
We dragged Klein down the fire escape
Stripped him of his gun
Then we grabbed the safe
With help from Supreme and my cousin Pumpster
We bagged him in a body bag
And dumped him in a dumpster
Left his ass in the garbage all smothered
Threw a grenade in the window
And ran for cover
We saw a witness on our way out the gutter
My little cousin pump slit his
Throat with a box cutter
While he was laying there gagging
I put the tool to his head
And blew that shit up with lead
Emptied the clip in my nine out
Jumped in the bema with the safe
Then we headed to the hideout
I was thinking bout that fucking catastrophe
We left at least 10 or more casualties
Splattered around but naked
The only means of identity was
Their motherfucking dental records
Committing armed robberies
We be committing armed robberies
Committing armed robberies
Trying our best to live phat - fuck poverty!
Yo I walk down the block
Gun shots follow the block
Mom dukes is a maid
I think this shit is a raid - check it out
I'm living this low-budget violent lifetime
Watch me break it down
Start to kill these rhymes
Lifting pockets was a sport
Just to get respect
Little nigga little brother watch
Shorty with the tec
Snatching weight across the land to
Kill the wicked man
No one could hold me down
No one can even stop me
Weight taped to my leg ready to see poppi
Walking through the doors and
I'm scared to death
Trigger finger's on my right incase
They tried to flex seeing weight
Cream and dream niggas they start to skeem
What's life after this
Should we break shit down
Let these brothers know around town
That we do get down
East New York style, hold me back one time
Busting shots in the air
Cause the world was mines check it out
Committing armed robberies
We be committing armed robberies
Committing armed robberies
Trying our best to live phat - fuck poverty!
The sidewalk looking for my prey
Sometimes I hit the subway
Schemin to catch a jackpot
Shit is hot too many cops
I think I'll run up in a crack spot
I start on my mission and yo I'm scrambling
Approach a group of shorties
Who were gambling
I play it off and ask one of them a question
Yo shorty I'm lost
Yo help me out with some directions
He stated kicking it and
Something kept shining
I looked at his hand it was
A ring full of diamonds
Evil was my level of thinking
Get all I can get and leave
My victims dead and stinking
I drew the guns from the holsters on my sides
This is a stickup
Don't make it a fucking homicide
Give me the cash quick fast
Or my nine'll blast
They gave it up and did the 100 yard dash
I left shorty on the ground face down
Shitting and pissing and under pressure
From the 3 pound i cold stripped his ass
Pistol whipped his ass
Robbed him blind and left his head all gashed
Committing armed robberies
We be committing armed robberies
Committing armed robberies
Trying our best to live phat - fuck poverty!
The shootouts over dice
The sirens and the lights
The late night heist the thieves in da nite
Continued on my mission
I went to the corner to the phone booth
And called preme and the troops
I told preme the plan and what to carry
Cause where we going tonight
Yo it's kinda scary
I told him bring grenades and extra drivers
To pull this shit off right
We can't leave survivors
We reached the scene of the
Crime got on the job
Dressed to rob was the motherfucking mad mob
We left the driver with the engine running
Ran up in the building
On our way to make a killing
Reached the floor
I rang the bell on the door
Cocked the 44 ready to
Bring them brothers war
I rang the bell once more
A brother opened the door
Bup! bup!, we put his brains on the floor
We ran up in the spot letting off mad shots
Until the last brother dropped
And when he dropped, I realized it was Klein
I said to myself, yeah this nigga ass is mine
Slapped him with the magnum
Knocked him out dragged him
Tied him to a motherfucking chair
And I gagged him torture motherfuckers
Preme you know how we do
Cut off all his fingers and then
Drugged him with a needle
When he recuperated then he cooperated
He started singing where his
Drugs were being operated
Buck to the chest, bang to the head
Preme shot him in the ear
To make sure he's dead
The next thing on my mind yo it was leaving
But first I gotta make sure
No one else is breathing
We dragged Klein down the fire escape
Stripped him of his gun
Then we grabbed the safe
With help from Supreme and my cousin Pumpster
We bagged him in a body bag
And dumped him in a dumpster
Left his ass in the garbage all smothered
Threw a grenade in the window
And ran for cover
We saw a witness on our way out the gutter
My little cousin pump slit his
Throat with a box cutter
While he was laying there gagging
I put the tool to his head
And blew that shit up with lead
Emptied the clip in my nine out
Jumped in the bema with the safe
Then we headed to the hideout
I was thinking bout that fucking catastrophe
We left at least 10 or more casualties
Splattered around but naked
The only means of identity was
Their motherfucking dental records
Committing armed robberies
We be committing armed robberies
Committing armed robberies
Trying our best to live phat - fuck poverty!
Yo I walk down the block
Gun shots follow the block
Mom dukes is a maid
I think this shit is a raid - check it out
I'm living this low-budget violent lifetime
Watch me break it down
Start to kill these rhymes
Lifting pockets was a sport
Just to get respect
Little nigga little brother watch
Shorty with the tec
Snatching weight across the land to
Kill the wicked man
No one could hold me down
No one can even stop me
Weight taped to my leg ready to see poppi
Walking through the doors and
I'm scared to death
Trigger finger's on my right incase
They tried to flex seeing weight
Cream and dream niggas they start to skeem
What's life after this
Should we break shit down
Let these brothers know around town
That we do get down
East New York style, hold me back one time
Busting shots in the air
Cause the world was mines check it out
Committing armed robberies
We be committing armed robberies
Committing armed robberies
Trying our best to live phat - fuck poverty!