Spice 1 - The Heist lyrics

(Spice1) It's the muthaf**in heist so don't ring the alarm 'G', It's the b-o-s-s and s-p-i-c-e, So, put this glock in yo panties (right), and we gon rob these muthaf**as for every nook and crany, My n***a g-n-u-t is up in side, he's strapped with the AK that's how us eastbay n***as ride, Playa, Ima spray these cameras wit this paint and when I do, Blow that old a** security guard outta his shoes, (Boss) We'll ayo n***a gimmie the sh** so boss can unload a full clip a trigga happy b**h screamin yall dying muthaf**as are making us rich, Creepin up slowly, 1 times on me they don't know me 'G', Pullin licks to get rich wit 1-8-7 faculty, (Spice1)(raggae) Now we got to use the tech cause 5-0 bond the AK, The 1-8-7 posse robbin the bank and away. (Boss) My n***a g-nut, What up? (G-nut) Nut up, cause we aint fena stop. (Boss) I'm goin kamakazi in the lobby before the robbery, pop, I k**ed a cop, (Spice1) Like Bonnie and Clyde call it the muthaf**in stick up, Pick up, 85 smooth'll make this uzi wanna hiccup. So kick up the cash for I blast with this jason mask, Quit tryna f** wit a pyscho path, (Chorus) Don't ring the alarm 'g' Don't ring the alarm 'g' Don't ring the alarm 'g' Don't ring the alarm 'g' (Boss) I'm running up out the bank bailin clean to the bucket, You probably neva seen a b**h that's showing you n***as a how to properly do it, huh' we blastd to the getaway, we spread away, n***as get getaway then that loot is gettin hid away, Counting up the cash but pigs behind us just as we was bailin, I'm givin a signal to my muthaf**in n***as trailin, And from behind a couple of pistols and some uzi's and I'm fena do them n***as for them muthaf**as do me in, It's kinda simple, shootem in the temple straight to the morgue I got mo' n***as then the ??? in pyscho ward, (Spice1) Yo 'G' it's gettin deeper and deeper, A muthaf**in flavor for the muthaf**in feva, The feva for the flavor of a muthaf**in jack, I look up in the bag 50 g's hundred stacks, My trigga gots no heart and yo it aint no love b**h, n***a, talkin bout k**in mutha f**as dumpin'em in a ditch, I must survive 'g' they won't take me alive 'g', peepin out these n***as up in the van who been trailin me, The coppers are comin deep as f** just tryna catch a thug, The only way I'm fallin is slippin on one of these n***as blood, Not givin a f** so yo what's up I hear a wild pitch, Ima light this chronic and start some OK like coral sh**, fena get a clip and k** this b**h and get my cash on, That's how we do it in ninety three I get's my blast on, I thought we ditched the coppers rolled up in the cut 'g', I'm bout to k** these muthaf**as that been follow'n me, I'm pullin my gloc out hear the helicopters comin, Pigs had us surrounded dropped the loot and started runnin. Don't ring the alarm 'g' Don't ring the alarm 'g' Don't ring the alarm 'g' Don't ring the alarm 'g'