Lyrics Two Yards - Gangstagrass, R-Son, Dolio the Sleuth

Two Yards

Laid off one year today
They won’t take my resumé
So kiss my ass motherfucker, you gonna pay
(Kiss my ass motherfucker)
I’ll get a big backyard, sippin' on champagne
Or a gravel yard with a number for my name
You can blame the government or blame the economy
Some of the fault even belongs on me, probably
But I don’t give a damn at this point
I don’t wanna see a single motherfucker move in this joint
Have a seat, place both hands under your feet
You may not get blasted, but you can get beat
Please mister teller-man, don’t even try that
I know all of your tricks: skip the stack with the dye-pack
D, tie that guard up: I don’t like how he movin' his arms
If he goes for the alarm, he’s gettin' harmed
Take me to the safe deposit boxes in the vault
I’m takin' two hostages in case we get caught
Miss manager, yeah you, and bring along the redhead
Any wrong moves and both of y’all get left dead
The rest of y’all hit the deck, faces on the ground
Cuz if I hear a sound everybody feels the pound
There you go!
Laid off one year today
They won’t take my resumé
So kiss my ass motherfucker, you gonna pay
I’ll get a big backyard, sippin' on champagne
Or a gravel yard with a number for my name
Hand me the cash, hand me the dough
Ready yourself right now, fool, act like you know
Make with the scratch, man, this thing ain’t for show
It’s a ticking time-bomb and it’s about to take a blow
Hey, keep your hand in my line of sight
I don’t think you really wanna die up in this thing tonight
You, empty your pockets.
You, lose the shoes
You don’t wanna see this thing here do what it do
Cuz if you do, you’ll end up with more than a bruise
You’ll end up on the list of the deceased in the news
See my man here just told y’all to give us the loot
If I catch wind of any pigs in pursuit
Then one of these hostages is gonna catch a bad one
I’m already desperate;
you don’t wanna see me mad, son
This ain’t a movie, but it’s time for some action
Put it in the bag and hit the deck before I blast one
Laid off one year today
They won’t take my resumé
So kiss my ass motherfucker, you gonna pay
(Kiss my ass motherfucker)
I’ll get a big backyard, sippin' on champagne
Or a gravel yard with a number for my name
Or a gravel yard with a number for my name