Junie B. - Another Robbery lyrics

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 n***as plottin', too many n***as wanna k** 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, f** 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 sh** 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 a** To trash that a** 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 b**h 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 f** the friends I light it up by myself If you a hoe I take your dough and whip your a** 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' b**hes 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 p**y muthaf**ers must have lost y'all composure See the game has been cold, and it's only gettin' colder Muthaf**as 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, b**h 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 f**in' 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 n***a we never liked ya, you talk sh** 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, f** 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 f** with my fetty, b*tch, your face get parted You started this watch your back sh** Should'a kept it real with a n***a, but now your a** 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 n***as claim to down, look, we be downin' Half-breed lame a** n***a deserve a poundin' Lay it down and put in work, what'cha wanna do? I'm from V.L. n***a, where it's all on U, what?