Robbery (Remix) feat. Elephant Man

歌詞

(feat. Elephant Man) [Intro: Killah Priest (Elephant Man)] Man, I gotta get this damn money, man Nah, man I can't take this, this time, straight up man (Yup! Elephant Man, that's Killah Priest I dedicate this one for the thugs on the streets America, you know for the poor, we moan and me weep That's me, come on!) Cat gotta do what I gotta do Whatever way I could, youknowhatImean? Yo [Killah Priest] Look, my cash nope, baby cryin' Had enough, I grabbed my iron Call up the crew, is what you do Be at my spot, around two Oh yeah, bring some guns, bring some ass I got a way, we can make some cash My woman beefin', my momma sick If I don't get it, look, I'mma flip The doorbell ring, exchange some slang We laughed a little, y'all got them things Okay thanks, now look here's the plan Hold up, Priest, yo, whose your man? Oh him? That's, my man Sharod Don't worry about him, that's the God He specializes in, gun firin' Pickin' locks and, ditchin' cops And robberies, goes on, robbin' sprees He's the, he's the man, here's the plan Remember the bank, we met at before Well, he headed back to make a withdrawel [Chorus 2X: Savoy (Killah Priest)] It's about to be a robbery (damn right, I'mma get it) It's about to be a robbery (damn right, I'mma get it) We about to catch a body (damn right, I'mma get it) We about to catch a body (damn right, I'mma get it) [Elephant Man] Take the cash, take the dough like my nigga Robin Hood Then me take the money, buy a big house in the Hollywood It's tally good, rob that nigga, be and say all good Give back to the project, cuz we should Eighteen, forty like, he met thee, only we make the money We pilot off, pilot off, been at the bank, we not the money We not bummy, roll 'em tree, I'm not funny We climb it, y'all no homey, give thanks Show me a car ruff, where we walk, the money that we make Man off the chauffeur, not until we gettin' it Know people, bilingual, we not to run we life, we wreck The only thing can top off, knowin' our thing is our debt And my friend, Killah Priest, don't own a private jet Because of friend, those and thousand Droop it, that told me write rhyme, me write check You not like, Killah Priest and the Elephant Man, come on! [Chorus 2X] [Killah Priest] Told the teller, feel the bags Had the mack, pointin' at the glass Hurry up, you're movin' slow Time is money and I got to go Grab the bags, head for the door Backin' out, clutchin' the dog We heard sirens, dashed to the ride Any cop we see, open fire Cop car, swung around the block My man Rock, opened up shots My homey Lace, real nutty case Said let's get it on, fuck a chase Women screamin', grabbin' they kids My homey Lace, flashin' the shit Laughin' and shit, homey is sick Look at Sharod, said let's go Four desperadoes, holdin' the dough Make a left, yo, make a right Head straight, though, watch those lights We're in the hideout, laughin' it up Watchin' the news, about the bank we stuck (it's a robbery!) [Chorus 2X] [Elephant Man] You know! You like an engineer warrior, laser beam carrier We tear on any bank or done broke any barrier Nuclear taxin' like Whitney or Mariah We either come together, one that never ponder Any face the project loss and only cuz he get that Better you felt on the navy, you felt on the army, the undertaker Marine, agile list the, that this one, we be later Killah Priest, boy, I heft it on, yup! You rule it on them, them they know who we are Plus we get the paper, we ready for Jaguar Fly rim or swim, we drive me a car Either you done a movie, or you a movie star You can come again, or you can travel me again Hire like them and then I did it again