Another Robbery

First Verse (Tec-9):

My eyes is open and focused
Ready to do ya and dump ya
Don't make me get the Mausberg
Leave the chamber and pump ya
My eyes is open and focused
Ready to do ya and dump ya
Don't make me get the Mausberg
Leave the chamber and pump ya
Regulators, mount up, we bout to go down to your field
Too many niggas plottin', too many niggas wanna kill me
Would you be down to go to war for me?
Down to take a scar for me?
Am I my brother's keeper?
Will I be next to meet the reaper?
Leave ya low down and dirty
Another notch on my thirty
Dollar signs in my eyes
Black ski mask my disguise
I be the prize, fuck what you pay
I'm knockin' you down to a smaller size
Get my crew to hit the heist
We want nothin' but ice
We sellin' this shit wholesale
For one price and one night
Flip the cash and I'm gone
But it's the same old song
One of these fools, not puttin' the money to fast
I'll blast in that ass
To trash that ass
I'm dangerous like a chamber of gas
Ain't no picture choosin' on who I'm crusin' by twos
And I'm losin'
Never movin'
I done sparked a confusion
Spin the bin with the choppers
Break'em off somethin' proper
The heart stopper, ready to pop ya
Hit the head shot and I got'cha
Second Verse (Junie B):

I'm bustin' back on ya with the knapsack
As I creep through the Mac
I put the car up in reverse and throw that bitch to the back
I'm on the mission to get the cheddar now you best believe that
See I got beef with many hoes, but I'm about to freeze that
But anyway I got that K, it's loaded up while I ride
And I my side is his lil' cousin a.k.a. the Tec-9
I'm spinnin' bins fuck the friends I light it up by myself
If you a hoe I take your dough and whip your ass with a belt
Look I'm known to bring the pain, I'm droppin' bullets like rain
I play the role like I'm insane I'm beatin' bitches with chains
See you gone feel me when I'm comin' and you better jump back
You know I'm known for bustin' domes and I don't think you want that
Pick up your issue, stop stuntin' cuz you know what I'm bout
Crack the seal on the safe and get that gone in your mouth
You gotta be up out the cheddar or you're bound to get blew
But it's gone be somethin' with bezzle cuz I'm workin' with two

Third Verse (Lil' Tee):

You pussy muthafuckers must have lost y'all composure
See the game has been cold, and it's only gettin' colder
Muthafuckas better get real before they head get bust
Haven't you heard that automatics is dangerous?
And it ain't no thang to us, the click-clackin' will get'cha ridin'
Got your dick up in the dust, bitch stop hatin' on us
And plus it's a must, when we bust we hit
Spot the target and unlock it, hit the spot and I drop it
It's a shame, but we profit from the heads that we crack
Wit'cha brain on display while we blazin' a sack
Some say we crazy, in fact, we might even be insane
Out the box and off the chain too fuckin' wild to be tamed
Place the blame on our parents for not raisin' us right
It's obvious because we feel that misbehavin' is right
We rowdy like Rod Piper, two psychotic type snipers
Look nigga we never liked ya, you talk shit like a diaper, what?

Fourth Verse (Bigg Ramp):

Runnin' to ya like you told me
Rider style, you break the code, I'll break ya back wootay
And let'cha down because I lay with the gat
Got too much guns and too much money, look, fuck that
Stay strapped cuz them haters, is out the bag
They hear ya got it and they comin' with the black masks
And I'ma tell your whole party how you looked retarded
Now since it's party, you fuck with my fetty, BITCH, your face get parted
You started this watch your back shit
Should'a kept it real with a nigga, but now your ass split
This water full of sharks, ya can't swim, don't be drownin'
Beaucoup funk on what'cha downin', cuz I be clownin'
Thinkin' I'm playin' laugh and on Amelnest they'll find ya
While other niggas claim to down, look, we be downin'
Half-breed lame ass nigga deserve a poundin'
Lay it down and put in work, what'cha wanna do?
I'm from V.L. nigga, where it's all on U, what?