[Voices]
You be careful crossin the street
Hey mister, you forgot your things, hey mister
[Verse 1: Kool G Rap]
I got a job with the mob, makin g’s
Doin some pickups, deliveries and transportin keys
Yeah they got me like a flunkie money
I’m drivin' around with ten kilos inside my trunk g
And I’m holdin the suitcase
With a half a million dollars on my lap in front of my face
And I’m tryin to ignore it
But sometimes I get tempted to go dip and make a run for it
The thought alone makes me shiver, damn
What if I get caught? they’ll find me floatin in the hudson river
But if I escape, I’ll be in shape for my life
But they might, get my kid and my wife
See I’m supposed to make a stop
To an uptown spot, run up the block and make another drop
But I got somethin else in mind
So at the next stop sign I pull out and load up the nine
I got the money and the hit
Went through the brook nonstop cause I ain’t droppin off a block of it
Then I thought of a plan
So I drove to my house and got my girl and my little man
C’mon baby, pack your stuff, get ready
Damn, why your face all sweaty?
Just hurry up, don't throw no fits
I’m a dead man walking, understand, we gotta split
I switched the locks on the door
Started packin gucci bags like I was goin on a world tour
Grabbed the luggage and the gun
C’mon we gotta go, you gotta brother on the run
You be careful crossin the street
Hey mister, you forgot your things, hey mister
[Verse 1: Kool G Rap]
I got a job with the mob, makin g’s
Doin some pickups, deliveries and transportin keys
Yeah they got me like a flunkie money
I’m drivin' around with ten kilos inside my trunk g
And I’m holdin the suitcase
With a half a million dollars on my lap in front of my face
And I’m tryin to ignore it
But sometimes I get tempted to go dip and make a run for it
The thought alone makes me shiver, damn
What if I get caught? they’ll find me floatin in the hudson river
But if I escape, I’ll be in shape for my life
But they might, get my kid and my wife
See I’m supposed to make a stop
To an uptown spot, run up the block and make another drop
But I got somethin else in mind
So at the next stop sign I pull out and load up the nine
I got the money and the hit
Went through the brook nonstop cause I ain’t droppin off a block of it
Then I thought of a plan
So I drove to my house and got my girl and my little man
C’mon baby, pack your stuff, get ready
Damn, why your face all sweaty?
Just hurry up, don't throw no fits
I’m a dead man walking, understand, we gotta split
I switched the locks on the door
Started packin gucci bags like I was goin on a world tour
Grabbed the luggage and the gun
C’mon we gotta go, you gotta brother on the run
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