Lirik Lagu Fast Money - Big Punisher
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I got the sweetest heist, million in cash, another 3 in iceWho can I trust? Cuban'll bust plus ?good thief the night?Here's the plan (plan), we nab the man, bring a camcorderGrab his fam, and run the train on his granddaughterNah chill, that's too ill, for real I'd rather kill somethinHere's the deal, we shatter his grill, and drill fuck himOral torture, no doubt, the shit is holocaustIn two minutes tops he's guaranteed to cap and give up all the morselsIt's settled, blitt up, put on your metal, foot on the pedalWe got a half hour before the plan sours like AmarettoFar from the ghetto, a rebel of chance, the devil in pantsOut for the fast cash, level advanceTakin a chance, I've only got one my hundred shottommy shotguns my judge jury and Johnny Cochran
Chorus:
Movin on the stash, first we get the cashFor the fast money, I smash a niggaz shit like a crash dummyAsk money where the safe, anybody move gettin lacedLook at my face and I'ma shoot the place
Aiyyo the plot thickens, I'm pickin the locks in the back entrancePayin attention, not tryin to get knocked and catch a fat sentenceNot to mention these kids is mafioso with lots of dough sothey got poco lock with the down to rock Morocco chokehold (oh oh)Their security system's linear laser protectionNo sweat, I brought the miniature mirrors for reflectinInspectin the vault, for weapons assault, second of courseIt's poisonous rays, boiled and baked in epsom saltRep in New York is the cat burgalar, the fat murdererSlippin the clip in the Mac, insertererHurtin your pockets, droppin your stock to zero profitHolding heroes hostage and mansions for ransom like DeNiro mob flicksBack to the top again, hand the grand prizeThe safe flies open, the shining was blinding my eyesI cracked the code, enough ice to make you laugh at goldPassed the dough to Cuban started movin for the back real slowThat's when I heard the sirens hopin that my ears was lyinKnew we was dyin when I saw the guard we tortured cryinPointing at the building screamin, "I can see them, kill em!"Snipers was willing but couldn't, there's too many civiliansStill inside nowhere to hide nowhere to runCuban said, "Fuck it, we die, we die busting our guns"
Chorus 2X
Aiyyo it's time to pay, and I ain't trying to give my shine awayLet's show these pigs how much we give a fuck about a brighter dayI cocked the Eagle, Cuban drew the Glock it was dieselSaid, "See you in Hell coppers" and started poppin like it was legalWe need a plan, if we can make it to the vanMissile launchers there with the grenade pistol I bought from Uncle DanMe and my man are runnin out of ammo, I got about a handfulof Black Rhino's and two Rambles strapped to my anklesI trampled over one of the bodies, I grabbed the steelThrew the bitch over my shoulder and used her butt as a shieldI filled the clip with the little bit of bullets remainingCuban said, "Move your fat ass faster motherfucker they gaining"I gave him the case, told him, "Go ahead save yourselfBlaze a L in my memory, tell the family I gave em Hell"For real, that's when I heard the tires screechinPeeped and it was Joe the God with twenty Terror Squad niggaz reachin
*conversation and gunfight to fade*
Chorus:
Movin on the stash, first we get the cashFor the fast money, I smash a niggaz shit like a crash dummyAsk money where the safe, anybody move gettin lacedLook at my face and I'ma shoot the place
Aiyyo the plot thickens, I'm pickin the locks in the back entrancePayin attention, not tryin to get knocked and catch a fat sentenceNot to mention these kids is mafioso with lots of dough sothey got poco lock with the down to rock Morocco chokehold (oh oh)Their security system's linear laser protectionNo sweat, I brought the miniature mirrors for reflectinInspectin the vault, for weapons assault, second of courseIt's poisonous rays, boiled and baked in epsom saltRep in New York is the cat burgalar, the fat murdererSlippin the clip in the Mac, insertererHurtin your pockets, droppin your stock to zero profitHolding heroes hostage and mansions for ransom like DeNiro mob flicksBack to the top again, hand the grand prizeThe safe flies open, the shining was blinding my eyesI cracked the code, enough ice to make you laugh at goldPassed the dough to Cuban started movin for the back real slowThat's when I heard the sirens hopin that my ears was lyinKnew we was dyin when I saw the guard we tortured cryinPointing at the building screamin, "I can see them, kill em!"Snipers was willing but couldn't, there's too many civiliansStill inside nowhere to hide nowhere to runCuban said, "Fuck it, we die, we die busting our guns"
Chorus 2X
Aiyyo it's time to pay, and I ain't trying to give my shine awayLet's show these pigs how much we give a fuck about a brighter dayI cocked the Eagle, Cuban drew the Glock it was dieselSaid, "See you in Hell coppers" and started poppin like it was legalWe need a plan, if we can make it to the vanMissile launchers there with the grenade pistol I bought from Uncle DanMe and my man are runnin out of ammo, I got about a handfulof Black Rhino's and two Rambles strapped to my anklesI trampled over one of the bodies, I grabbed the steelThrew the bitch over my shoulder and used her butt as a shieldI filled the clip with the little bit of bullets remainingCuban said, "Move your fat ass faster motherfucker they gaining"I gave him the case, told him, "Go ahead save yourselfBlaze a L in my memory, tell the family I gave em Hell"For real, that's when I heard the tires screechinPeeped and it was Joe the God with twenty Terror Squad niggaz reachin
*conversation and gunfight to fade*
