[Lyric] Their Plan Is Mucked Up (Deala)

[Deala]
[1 verse]
The amount of these assholes was 4
Organised a cool plan n even got an unnoticeable car
You ask me, what the fuck am talkin' 'bout right now?
So, I'm talkin' 'bout 4 robbers of the bank
Their mind was blown n wanted to break into by the tank
I don't give a damn if they were cool robbers but fo' sho' ain't were in the 1st rank
Thought 'bout it properly
There ain't any place fo' the shit like that which is sloppily
Got assembled in the basement with the homies or inmates
Everyone made a contribute n no one hates
Don't give a fuck if they believe or not in the fates
Sent one man of their crew to check the guards
Counted every second n ain't afraid of tha fuckin' cops
'Cuz they will be actin' like the girls wearin' dreadlocks
Anotha brought the damn box
Guess what was in there?
Oh yeah, tha real hard shit that you must beware

[2 verse]
Prepared everythang properly n checked every camera
One flaw they got is ain't got a good stamina
Just throw dat shit away
Where they got a car? Fo' sho' one man stole in a mask on the highway - near the motel
Stayed in some kinda unknown muthafuckin' hotel
Done it to not bein' caught off guard
In that bank they actually got one cool bud
I gonna say that he's actin' like a rat
Am talkin' 'bout that shit, so nuthin can be done 'bout that
Wanted to take toy guns but one dickhead took a real gat
Their plan involved not killin' any fuckin' pet
While they were in the basement one muthafucka wanted to come in n dat was the muthafuckin' cop
Got puzzled, decided to bust a cap in his dreadlock
Man on the entrance make him get out n gave one 1 buck
So, it starts the real hardcore shit
4 a.m. broke into the bank from not High Street
Man started to give the errands to his crew who duz lead
If they didn't come, guard would read - the article 'bout unlucky robbers
Who couldn't run away, they even got 2 choppers
He was sittin' on the chair but assholes were in nowhere
He couldn't hear them, decided to go to the toilet room n wash his fuckin' hair
Yeah, they were at that moment there
One man couldn't keep it together n busted a cap in his chest
I saw dat shit in the movie Juice in the west

[3 verse]
Took from the bag tha muthafuckin' rag
Got rid of the blood, started to break the cells n put the dough into backpack
Ain't afraid of doin' the time, committed dat crime
'Cuz they got a hardcore lack
Commence talkin' back to each otha, the much time they waste on dat shit the more chances they have to rise a white flag
Busted a cap in the chest of the guard
But he alived, looked at street n call tha muthafuckin' cop
Said assholes rob the bank
Wanted to destroy the total buildin' by the tank
But fo' sho' he ain't got a law
If he caught these muthafuckas he would cover them with a tar
Almost finished puttin' the dough into backpack, heard the hard cars' roar
Thought how to posse up to not get caught
One busta started to shoot the fuckin' cops, just a fuckin' pranksta
'Cause he thinks he is gangsta
Got his wig split, dat's a shit, 'cuz now they left 3
One bullet to the head changed everythang, dreamin' to be at that moment on the sea
Anotha wanted to get on the roof but his cap is peeled immediately by the cop-g
They even left the snaps
Tryin' to save their lives n leader attacks
Homie of him got 2 bullets in his legs
Got dropped on the floor n nuthin could do, he is still alive
Man can't kill all cops but he would strive
The clip got empty, tried to find a way to run away but they got fucked up
So, it's bad to hear, their plan is mucked up