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Hollywood Bank Robbery - текст песни



Hollywood Bank Robbery


(feat. Snoop Doggy Dogg, Kurupt)




[Intro: Daz & (Tray Deee)] [talking]




Let's get paid Tray Deee


(Shit what else we gon' do?)


Hit this shit!


(Fuck it, we're gonna go thru wit it)


That's what I'm sayin!


(We're layin everybody in this motherfucker, Daz


That's when we gonna go after the cheese, ya ready?)


EVERYBODY LAY THE FUCK DOWN!!!!




[Verse 1: Daz Dillinger]




A nigga mash in the bank for loot


The robbery's commited and I'm prepared to shoot


blast em with the cops on pursuit


It's all about cheese, I got the nibblin like rats


Hop over da corner get them fillin up my sack


Pistol whip a couple and let them know I mean bidness


Niggas been tryin ta get in for years, I mean killin


to master a ride out, get ghost to hide out


Count my green, enforce my team


It ain't a small-time dream no mo'


What make the world go round? It's money, cars, bitches and dough




[Chorus: Daz]




See we The Gang, we mash and blast to maintain


Weed, money, cocaine got us all insane


We The Gang, we mash to maintain


Weed, money, cocaine got us all insane




[Verse 2: Tray Deee]




Covered in armour, five seconds till we smuggle the spot


First motherfucker reachin for the button get shot


Got the M-1-6 plus the clips to work


Six minutes to be in and get the chips and skirt


Scoot loot, one shot they holler and drop


Pop the duffle and shovel in dollars in k Nots


Got the whole room hostage, straight no nonsense


The object is stompin accomplished profits


And never had no mercy for the victim


Die, motherfucker, die if that's what it take to make me richer




[Chorus: Tray Deee]




See we The Gang, we mash and blast to maintain


Weed, money, cocaine got us all insane


See we The Gang, we mash and blast to maintain


Weed, money, cocaine got us all insane


We The Gang!




[Verse 3: Daz]




G's forgetten that A is for Anybody killin in it


for them niggas, the G's we be gettin


Watch out when the 9 spit, blast irrapidly


Too late the cops at the bank and they got to me


Empty the bread out the safe, make I escape


Make a dumb move for the moves you make


KABOOM, let the drama unfold, blast, reload


$70 million out the back door, y'know


me and Tray Deee hits deep, hear the *?'plaud?* and the scherm is blood


Let's hit the store, start robbin for more


Checkin niggas, wreckin niggas right at they front door


Bangin niggas, gankin niggas for what that ain't yours


Hood operator and none too greater


with the infiltrator bustin on these gangsta haters


Stuck in the zone, havin papers, havin more zone


Finally puttin meat on my bones (At ease)




[Chorus: Daz]




See we The Gang, we mash and blast to maintain


Weed, money, cocaine got us all insane (Got us all insane)


We The Gang, we mash to maintain


Weed, money, cocaine got us all insane




[Verse 4: Snoop Doggy Dogg, Kurupt]




See we're ridin, we're stealin, we're killin, we're dealin


and stickin up you bitch ass niggas


I say we ride Eastside, slide forever in a day


The DPG way!


Look here takin your shit is like taking your bitches


Quick as I spin this is as quick as she get


Nigga I'm a ridah and that's on this


We ain't gon' dip until we get them chips


We splits the shit up, what I folds


Got a army full of doggs and soldiers full of loccs


Two hundred spokes witta pocket full of notes


Banktellers [?]shout[?] wit my hand around the throat


Reach for my Colt but on another note


I gotta shake the spot, they just called the cops, hmm


Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide


I point my pistols at the pig, DIE MOTHERFUCKER DIE!!!




All the homeys saggin, unload the Magnum


E'rybody dashin, dippin wit the cash-in


The homeboys blastin, cop cars crashin


Got all smashin hearts of assassins


Hold up there's the cut (what?), duck


Cock back, soon as you look up, nigga dump


See the stick-up, my mind on a trip on tweak


and I'm dyin wit the homeys before they catch me


We're blastin!




[Chorus x2]



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