The Firm - Five Minutes to Flush lyrics

Five minutes to flush

They said they just wanna question me
The interruption 4 in the mornin'
They knocked and caught me fuckin'
Throw on somethin' mad provocative
Play with the top lock
Buy me some time so I can
Hide the shit kinda quick
Move the guns, clip the herb
They got me shook up
Plus my nut was disturbed
Hide the chocolate
Pickin' up shells from off the carpet
Barricadin' the door for war like a hostage
It's my crib, got my name on the lease
Can't explain
Niggas just get arraigned and released
But who snitched? Set me up?
I think it's you, bitch
Sacrificin' my life for your two kids?
Truth is, I got a business to lose
Eyewitness news
Paper tellin' bitches to move
Police turned the strip to a zoo
Mad reporters i laugh as I sit from my view
They think they caught us

Early in the mornin'
Feds are out at the door what you gonna do?
What you gonna do
When they come through for you?
Ooh wee! Ooh wee! Ooh wee!
Yeah, yeah! yeah, yeah! Four minutes left
Four minutes!

About a minute went by, they knocked harder
My bitch went hysterical in shock
Slapped her to calm her 44 cocked to armor
It's been a long day
Now a raid with Jakes playin' the hallway
It's senseless
Enter my crib and can't prevent this
Blockin' my entrance
Tryin' to knock it off the hinges
Batterin' rams com in inches
My hoe was buggin', throw a fit
Puttin' coke in the oven
Like I'm Larry Davis, the phone rang
Some DA bitch
"Nature, turn yourself in", I didn't say shit
Knowin' in my heart I'ma stay rich
It's amusin'
Confusin' 'em 'til they lose patience
Try to ease up
Calm my nerves with the cheeba
Hopin' the door doesn't fall
Before the keys flush
D's rush, plus the riot squad
No surrender, no retreat
Shit's deep when times is hard

Early in the mornin'
Feds are out at the door what you gonna do?
What you gonna do
When they come through for you?
Ooh wee! Ooh wee! Ooh wee!
Yeah, yeah! yeah, yeah! Three minutes left
Three minutes!

By the time they busted in
I had touched the cash
Just flushed the last hundred grams, niggas
Deduct the math
They made me, either that or let 'em take me
Still in my night clothes
Fake like I'm sleep spoke to my rat
Heard him ask where the coke at
Predicate felon, hope to never go back
They had surveillance, aware of all dealings
Knew about bitches that liked to shoot
And loot kept in ceilings
Searchin' my spot behind curtains
Stay cursin'
Chief of police, finally meetin' in person
But I just flushed the yayo
What could he say though?
Tryin' to flip on me, once was on the payroll
Tryin' to lay-low, he can't find what he need
So instead, I'm cuffed
Taken down for some weed
But it's just for a short stay
I call The Firm then emerge on the
Streets to return the next court day

Early in the mornin'
Feds are out at the door what you gonna do?
What you gonna do
When they come through for you?
Ooh wee! Ooh wee! Ooh wee!
Yeah, yeah! yeah, yeah! Two minutes left

Early in the mornin'
Feds are out at the door what you gonna do?
What you gonna do
When they come through for you?
Ooh wee! Ooh wee! Ooh wee!
Yeah, yeah! yeah, yeah! One minute left