[Deala]
[Intro]
I gonna talk right now 'bout the men who breakin' into the shop to deplete it
The main thang how it is goin' throughout robbery
[1 verse]
There's a small shop near the motel
Don't like it, they would stay in the fuckin' hotel - but there's no choice
Make it quietly, it's fucked up, so noise
I'm a real man n got a low voice
Got a crew of 3 people
If they get caught, glue to the table tha muthafuckin' Deagle
Not advise to mess 'round wit da fuckin' pimple
'Cuz dat's a real hard shit
Ain't professional robbеrs? That will be so heat
1 driver will bе at the wheels in the fuckin' Jeep
A small town where no one gonna seek
Suppose get some dough n go to the sail
Shop assistant can got a shotgun n they fail
Easily can get sought, 'cuz they sent a message thru' the fuckin' mail
Yeah, plan to move at 4 am
Good time fo' the dickheads to make that, damn
Didn't think 'bout the shit how to get outta the jam
The leader of that muthafuckin' group was named Sam
[2 verse]
The next day
Near that shit there's a small bay
If they get sought, they can posse up that way
Time to start to attack
They stopped to check what if got the lack
Man commence wavin' with the fuckin' Mac
Get prepared their only muthafuckin' backpack
It wasn't a childish shit, it was a jack
Approachin' to the shop
Narrator still duzn't give a fuck
Made a rap 'bout assholes without fuckin' job - in the small town
Would be better if they were in England to make a real pound
Hope won't come across tha damn hound
So, tempt fate
He went n broke into so hard am talkin' 'bout one mate
Actually, ain't afraid that police can block the gate
Start to deplete the damn box office
One is lookout, two mess 'round with the phonies
Oh, shit, they get puzzled
How it could be they screamin', just get muzzled
[3 verse]
Switch their activity to anotha shit
Bust a cap in the vendin' machine
But it's fucked up, that shit is guanjin
Means allegedly it's locked up properly
I can say exactly their activity is fucked up sloppily
Everythan' went wrong n they don't know what to do
Want to get even the muthafuckin' clue
The amount of them is so few
All this shit is annoyin' even tha damn alarm
No one of them got a dope charm
Consider it would be better if they go to steal some products on the farm
Damn, cops approachin' so quickly
One man had to run, 'cuz his surname was Picklee
Everyone knew that surname
But others got poor fame
So, tried to posse up, left all their tools
Said fuck all dat rules - start to act like they can
Cop made a shot n one man get an injury, damn
He couldn't run away, it was Sam
Man with unique surname n anotha posse up
It could be worse n all of them would get fucked up
'Cuz they wanted to jack the shop
[Outro]
If you ain't a pro robber n ain't got a cool plan to stick to it throughout all this shit, ya should neva deal with it, 'cuz it just will be bad fo' yo' health anyway
[Intro]
I gonna talk right now 'bout the men who breakin' into the shop to deplete it
The main thang how it is goin' throughout robbery
[1 verse]
There's a small shop near the motel
Don't like it, they would stay in the fuckin' hotel - but there's no choice
Make it quietly, it's fucked up, so noise
I'm a real man n got a low voice
Got a crew of 3 people
If they get caught, glue to the table tha muthafuckin' Deagle
Not advise to mess 'round wit da fuckin' pimple
'Cuz dat's a real hard shit
Ain't professional robbеrs? That will be so heat
1 driver will bе at the wheels in the fuckin' Jeep
A small town where no one gonna seek
Suppose get some dough n go to the sail
Shop assistant can got a shotgun n they fail
Easily can get sought, 'cuz they sent a message thru' the fuckin' mail
Yeah, plan to move at 4 am
Good time fo' the dickheads to make that, damn
Didn't think 'bout the shit how to get outta the jam
The leader of that muthafuckin' group was named Sam
[2 verse]
The next day
Near that shit there's a small bay
If they get sought, they can posse up that way
Time to start to attack
They stopped to check what if got the lack
Man commence wavin' with the fuckin' Mac
Get prepared their only muthafuckin' backpack
It wasn't a childish shit, it was a jack
Approachin' to the shop
Narrator still duzn't give a fuck
Made a rap 'bout assholes without fuckin' job - in the small town
Would be better if they were in England to make a real pound
Hope won't come across tha damn hound
So, tempt fate
He went n broke into so hard am talkin' 'bout one mate
Actually, ain't afraid that police can block the gate
Start to deplete the damn box office
One is lookout, two mess 'round with the phonies
Oh, shit, they get puzzled
How it could be they screamin', just get muzzled
[3 verse]
Switch their activity to anotha shit
Bust a cap in the vendin' machine
But it's fucked up, that shit is guanjin
Means allegedly it's locked up properly
I can say exactly their activity is fucked up sloppily
Everythan' went wrong n they don't know what to do
Want to get even the muthafuckin' clue
The amount of them is so few
All this shit is annoyin' even tha damn alarm
No one of them got a dope charm
Consider it would be better if they go to steal some products on the farm
Damn, cops approachin' so quickly
One man had to run, 'cuz his surname was Picklee
Everyone knew that surname
But others got poor fame
So, tried to posse up, left all their tools
Said fuck all dat rules - start to act like they can
Cop made a shot n one man get an injury, damn
He couldn't run away, it was Sam
Man with unique surname n anotha posse up
It could be worse n all of them would get fucked up
'Cuz they wanted to jack the shop
[Outro]
If you ain't a pro robber n ain't got a cool plan to stick to it throughout all this shit, ya should neva deal with it, 'cuz it just will be bad fo' yo' health anyway
( Deala )
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