Off to Tijuana Hush (Ft. Eminem, Kuniva & Swifty McVay)

[Sampled from Eminem's "Criminal"]
{*Eminem whistling*}
[Teller:] Hi
[Eminem:] How you doin'?
[Teller:] How can I help you?
[Eminem:] Yeah, I need to make a withdrawal...
{*Gun cocks*} Put the fucking money in the bag, bitch, and I won't kill you
[Teller:] What? Oh my God, don't kill me
[Eminem:] I'm not gonna kill you, bitch. Quit fucking around
[Teller:] Don't kill me, I have two kids at home!
[Eminem:] I said I'm not gonna fucking kill you!
[Teller:] Don't kill me!
[Eminem:] Hurry the fuck up! {*Gunshot*} Thank you!

[Verse 1: Hush]
I gotta keep this engine running (I'll be back)
Pedal to the metal, Swifty better hurry up
Cause I ain't going back to jail
I don't wanna see my face up in Newsweek
I'm sitting like a duck, like Tulley up in "Blue Streak"
What the fuck is taking so long?
(Hurry up, motherfucker, I'mma hit this gas and be GONE!)
But I can't leave my homey (Hold up!) They all know me
I'm the Jeff Gord-on of this bitch, the cops can blow me
Fuck, who is that? Shit, I'm getting nervous
Staring out this dirty windshield for any persons
Damn, it's this bum, cleaning with a squeegee
(Here's a dollar, motherfucker, now scram before they see me!)
I hope they didn't ring the alarm (Shit)
Swifty's gonna have to bomb, and then it fucks up the job
But I don't care, as long as we flee this place
Cause the last thing I need is a fucking police chase, shit
Cool, here he comes, I hope he's got the stash
(Yo nigga, pull off! We heading to the bank for some mo' cash!)
Yo, there better be enough for me to get that Maybach
(Hey yo, don't worry 'bout that, dog, the cash is in our laps)