| Heistmaster Get paid nigga!
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| Heistmaster Let’s get paid nigga!
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| Heistmaster Get paid nigga!
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| Heistmaster Let’s get paid!
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| Everybody hit the floor, you know what time it is
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| Old bitch, don’t move, take off the jewels and shine-eses
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| Papi play the game right, and ery’thang’ll be aight
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| It ain’t no time for concentration
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| Get over there papi tell 'em the combination
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| Tell 'em Ron’s got his car keys
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| I don’t give a fuck if he beg, Boom shoot him in the head
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| Somebody comin in on the side
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| Fuck the bizzo get the money and shit, make sure that motherfucker die
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| Dolo (?) fuckin standin there lookin silly
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| Yo Boom, give me a hand
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| He went outside to the car y’all
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| It’s (?) and dark black, I’m dumpin papi off at the Baha
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| Yeah because this old bitch is blowin up the spot
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| They say nigga do anything for dough
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| And now I’m the nigga with the dough, so old bitch, you gotta go
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| Yo I’ve been schemin on the spot for about a year
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| And now you got what you want, so let’s get out of here
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| We ain’t no motherfuckin joke
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| We caught ten thou', and a motherfuckin ounce of weed to smoke
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| Yo… oh shit, five-oh!
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| Let’s get the fuck up out of Dodge
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| I’mma make a right here
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| Yeah, drop us off by the garage
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| We gotta get away, some way, some how
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| The cop’s on our ass, feet don’t fail me now
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| I say we must to let the A. K. pop
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| Cause I ain’t playin with these K. K. Kops
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| The punk motherfucker kept goin
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| ANTE UP NIGGA! |
| Give me the cash
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| ANTE UP MOTHERFUCKER! |
| Or that’s yo' ass
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| ANTE UP NIGGA! |
| Give me the cash
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| ANTE UP MOTHERFUCKER! |
| Or that’s yo' ass
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| ANTE UP NIGGA! |
| Give me the cash
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| ANTE UP MOTHERFUCKER! |
| Or that’s yo' ass
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| ANTE UP NIGGA! |
| Give me the cash
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| ANTE UP MOTHERFUCKER! |
| Or that’s yo' ass
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| Shanghai nigga, Lil' Fame (I got the pound)
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| (?) til them niggas tellin me the straw’s down
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| Run up on 'em from all angles can you dig it fool?
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| Face down get on the ground
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| Shut the fuck up punk it’s M.O.P. |
| you know our style
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| Yo (?) keep your eyes on the sneaky chick
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| Sean duke got jewels, go 'head and grab it
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| Shack, anybody move, let everybody have it
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| (Bill chill 'til we find the stash)
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| Roll with us or we gon' roll right over your ass
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| Now where that motherfuckin money homes?
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| Where the llello?
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| Cool, breeze, twenty G’s
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| Two ki’s, I sent my nigga fat B’s
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| Suppose we go in your clothes and take your doughs
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| After that hit you in your back with the deuce-fo'
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| Heistmaster, known to cause disaster
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| Robbed the world, in ten minutes, or faster
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| Move 'em out
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| Duke in the fatigue got somethin up his sleeve
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| Strapped made a move towards me while we was breakin North
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| ANTE UP NIGGA! |
| Give me the cash
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| ANTE UP MOTHERFUCKER! |
| Or that’s yo' ass
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| ANTE UP NIGGA! |
| Give me the cash
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| ANTE UP MOTHERFUCKER! |
| Or that’s yo' ass
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| ANTE UP NIGGA! |
| Give me the cash
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| ANTE UP MOTHERFUCKER! |
| Or that’s yo' ass
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| ANTE UP NIGGA! |
| Give me the cash
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| ANTE UP MOTHERFUCKER! |
| Or that’s yo' ass |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Heistmasters , by - M.O.P.. Song from the album Street Certified, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп