Q-Unique - Thieves in Da Nite (Heist) lyrics

[Verse 1] Uses to stalk like a hawk pon the sidewalk looking for my prey Sometimes I hit the subway, schemin to catch a jackpot sh** is hot too many cops, I think I'll run up in a crack spot I start on my mission and yo I'm scrambling Approach a group of shorties who were gambling I play it off and ask one of them a question Yo shorty I'm lost, yo help me out with some directions He stated kicking it and something kept shining I looked at his hand it was a ring full of diamonds Evil was my level of thinking Get all I can get and leave my victims dead and stinking I drew the guns from the holsters on my sides This is a stickup, don't make it a f**ing homicide Give me the cash quick fast or my nine'll blast They gave it up and did the 100 yard dash I left shorty on the ground face down sh**ting and pissing and under pressure from the 3 pound I cold stripped his a**, pistol whipped his a** Robbed him blind and left his head all gashed Committing armed robberies, we be committing armed robberies Committing armed robberies Trying our best to live phat - f** poverty!!!!!! [Hook: k**ah Priest] The shootouts over dice The sirens and the lights The late night heist The thieves in da nite [Verse 2] Continued on my mission, I went to the corner to the phone booth And called preme and the troops I told preme the plan and what to carry Cause where we going tonight yo it's kinda scary I told him bring grenades and extra drivers To pull this sh** off right, we can't leave survivors We reached the scene of the crime got on the job Dressed to rob was the motherf**ing mad mob We left the driver with the engine running Ran up in the building, on our way to make a k**ing Reached the floor, I rang the bell on the door co*ked the .44 ready to bring them brothers war I rang the bell once more a brother opened the door Bup! bup!, we put his brains on the floor We ran up in the spot letting off mad shots, until the last brother dropped And when he dropped, I realized it was Klein I said to myself, yeah this n***a a** is mine Slapped him with the magnum, knocked him out dragged him Tied him to a motherf**ing chair and I gagged him Torture motherf**ers, preme you know how we do Cut off all his fingers and then drugged him with a needle When he recuperated then he cooperated He started singing where his d** were being operated Buck to the chest, bang to the head Preme shot him in the ear to make sure he's dead The next thing on my mind yo it was leaving But first I gotta make sure no one else is breathing We dragged Klein down the fire escape Stripped him of his gun, then we grabbed the safe With help from Supreme and my cousin Pumpster We bagged him in a body bag and dumped him in a dumpster Left his a** in the garbage all smothered Threw a grenade in the window and ran for cover We saw a witness on our way out the gutter My little cousin pump slit his throat with a box cutter While he was laying there gagging, I put the tool to his head And blew that sh** up with lead Emptied the clip in my nine out Jumped in the bema with the safe, then we headed to the hideout I was thinking bout that f**ing catastrophe We left at least 10 or more casualties Splattered around but naked The only means of identity was their motherf**ing dental records Committing armed robberies, we be committing armed robberies Committing armed robberies Trying our best to live phat - f** poverty!!!!!! [Hook] [Verse 3: Lil' Dap] Yo I walk down the block, gun shots follow the block Mom dukes is a maid, I think this sh** is a raid - check it out I'm living this low-budget violent lifetime Watch me break it down, start to k** these rhymes Lifting pockets was a sport just to get respect Little n***a little brother watch shorty with the tec Snatching weight across the land to k** the wicked man No one could hold me down, no one can even stop me Weight taped to my leg ready to see poppi Walking through the doors and I'm scared to d**h Trigger finger's on my right incase they tried to flex Seeing weight, cream and dream n***as they start to skeem What's life after this, should we break sh** down Let these brothers know around town that we do get down East New York style, hold me back one time Busting shots in the air, cause the world was mines Check it out... Committing armed robberies, we be committing armed robberies Committing armed robberies Trying our best to live phat - f** poverty!!!!!! [Hook] - 2X