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[Verse 1]Uses to stalk like a hawk pon the sidewalk looking for my preySometimes I hit the subway, schemin to catch a jackpotShit is hot too many cops, I think I`ll run up in a crack spotI start on my mission and yo I`m scramblingApproach a group of shorties who were gamblingI play it off and ask one of them a questionYo shorty I`m lost, yo help me out with some directionsHe stated kicking it and something kept shiningI looked at his hand it was a ring full of diamondsEvil was my level of thinkingGet all I can get and leave my victims dead and stinkingI drew the guns from the holsters on my sidesThis is a stickup, don`t make it a fucking homicideGive me the cash quick fast or my nine`ll blastThey gave it up and did the 100 yard dashI left shorty on the ground face downShitting and pissing and under pressure from the 3 poundI cold stripped his ass, pistol whipped his assRobbed him blind and left his head all gashedCommitting armed robberies, we be committing armed robberiesCommitting armed robberiesTrying our best to live phat - fuck poverty!!!!!![Chorus: Killah Priest]The shootouts over diceThe sirens and the lightsThe late night heistThe thieves in da nite[Verse 2]Continued on my mission, I went to the corner to the phone boothAnd called preme and the troopsI told preme the plan and what to carryCause where we going tonight yo it`s kinda scaryI told him bring grenades and extra driversTo pull this shit off right, we can`t leave survivorsWe reached the scene of the crime got on the jobDressed to rob was the motherfucking mad mobWe left the driver with the engine runningRan up in the building, on our way to make a killingReached the floor, I rang the bell on the doorCocked the .44 ready to bring them brothers warI rang the bell once more a brother opened the doorBup! bup!, we put his brains on the floorWe ran up in the spot letting off mad shots, until the last brother droppedAnd when he dropped, I realized it was KleinI said to myself, yeah this nigga ass is mineSlapped him with the magnum, knocked him out dragged himTied him to a motherfucking chair and I gagged himTorture motherfuckers, preme you know how we doCut off all his fingers and then drugged him with a needleWhen he recuperated then he cooperatedHe started singing where his drugs were being operatedBuck to the chest, bang to the headPreme shot him in the ear to make sure he`s deadThe next thing on my mind yo it was leavingBut first I gotta make sure no one else is breathingWe dragged Klein down the fire escapeStripped him of his gun, then we grabbed the safeWith help from Supreme and my cousin PumpsterWe bagged him in a body bag and dumped him in a dumpsterLeft his ass in the garbage all smotheredThrew a grenade in the window and ran for coverWe saw a witness on our way out the gutterMy little cousin pump slit his throat with a box cutterWhile he was laying there gagging, I put the tool to his headAnd blew that shit up with leadEmptied the clip in my nine outJumped in the bema with the safe, then we headed to the hideoutI was thinking bout that fucking catastropheWe left at least 10 or more casualtiesSplattered around but nakedThe only means of identity was their motherfucking dental recordsCommitting armed robberies, we be committing armed robberiesCommitting armed robberiesTrying our best to live phat - fuck poverty!!!!!![Chorus][Verse 3: Lil` Dap]Yo I walk down the block, gun shots follow the blockMom dukes is a maid, I think this shit is a raid - check it outI`m living this low-budget violent lifetimeWatch me break it down, start to kill these rhymesLifting pockets was a sport just to get respectLittle nigga little brother watch shorty with the tecSnatching weight across the land to kill the wicked manNo one could hold me down, no one can even stop meWeight taped to my leg ready to see poppiWalking through the doors and I`m scared to deathTrigger finger`s on my right incase they tried to flexSeeing weight, cream and dream niggaz they start to skeemWhat`s life after this, should we break shit downLet these brothers know around town that we do get downEast New York style, hold me back one timeBusting shots in the air, cause the world was minesCheck it out...Committing armed robberies, we be committing armed robberiesCommitting armed robberiesTrying our best to live phat - fuck poverty!!!!!![Chorus] - 2X

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