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Gang Related movie - Hollywood Bank Robbery lyrics

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Song by The Gang f/ Snoop Doggy Dogg, Kurupt<br /><br>

[Intro: Daz & (Tray Deee) talking]<br>

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Let's get paid Tray Deee<br>

(Shit what else we gon' do?)<br>

Hit this shit!<br>

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

That's what I'm sayin!<br>

(We're layin everybody in this motherfucker, Daz<br>

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

EVERYBODY LAY THE FUCK DOWN!!!!<br>

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[Verse 1: Daz Dillinger]<br>

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A nigga mash in the bank for loot<br>

The robbery's commited and I'm prepared to shoot<br>

blast em with the cops on pursuit<br>

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

Hop over da corner get them fillin up my sack<br>

Pistol whip a couple and let them know I mean bidness<br>

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

to master a ride out, get ghost to hide out<br>

Count my green, enforce my team<br>

It ain't a small-time dream no mo'<br>

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

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[Chorus: Daz]<br>

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See we The Gang, we mash and blast to maintain<br>

Weed, money, cocaine got us all insane<br>

We The Gang, we mash to maintain<br>

Weed, money, cocaine got us all insane<br>

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[Verse 2: Tray Deee]<br>

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Covered in armour, five seconds till we smuggle the spot<br>

First motherfucker reachin for the button get shot<br>

Got the M-1-6 plus the clips to work<br>

Six minutes to be in and get the chips and skirt<br>

Scoot loot, one shot they holler and drop<br>

Pop the duffle and shovel in dollars in knots<br>

Got the whole room hostage, straight no nonsense<br>

The object is stompin accomplished profits<br>

And never had no mercy for the victim<br>

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

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[Chorus: Tray Deee]<br>

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See we The Gang, we mash and blast to maintain<br>

Weed, money, cocaine got us all insane<br>

See we The Gang, we mash and blast to maintain<br>

Weed, money, cocaine got us all insane<br>

We The Gang!<br>

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[Verse 3: Daz]<br>

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

for them niggas, the G's we be gettin<br>

Watch out when the 9 spit, blast irrapidly<br>

Too late the cops at the bank and they got to me<br>

Empty the bread out the safe, make I escape<br>

Make a dumb move for the moves you make<br>

KABOOM, let the drama unfold, blast, reload<br>

$70 million out the back door, y'know<br>

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

Let's hit the store, start robbin for more<br>

Checkin niggas, wreckin niggas right at they front door<br>

Bangin niggas, gankin niggas for what that ain't yours<br>

Hood operator and none too greater<br>

with the infiltrator bustin on these gangsta haters<br>

Stuck in the zone, havin papers, havin more zone<br>

Finally puttin meat on my bones (At ease)<br>

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[Chorus: Daz]<br>

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See we The Gang, we mash and blast to maintain<br>

Weed, money, cocaine got us all insane (Got us all insane)<br>

We The Gang, we mash to maintain<br>

Weed, money, cocaine got us all insane<br>

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[Verse 4: Snoop Doggy Dogg, Kurupt]<br>

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See we're ridin, we're stealin, we're killin, we're dealin<br>

and stickin up you bitch ass niggas<br>

I say we ride Eastside, slide forever in a day<br>

The DPG way!<br>

Look here takin your shit is like taking your bitches<br>

Quick as I spin this is as quick as she get<br>

Nigga I'm a ridah and that's on this<br>

We ain't gon' dip until we get them chips<br>

We splits the shit up, what I folds<br>

Got a army full of doggs and soldiers full of loccs<br>

Two hundred spokes witta pocket full of notes<br>

Banktellers *?shout?* wit my hand around the throat<br>

Reach for my Colt but on another note<br>

I gotta shake the spot, they just called the cops, hmm<br>

Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide<br>

I point my pistols at the pig, DIE MOTHERFUCKER DIE!!!<br>

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All the homeys saggin, unload the Magnum<br>

E'rybody dashin, dippin wit the cash-in<br>

The homeboys blastin, cop cars crashin<br>

Got all smashin hearts of assassins<br>

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

Cock back, soon as you look up, nigga dump<br>

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

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

We're blastin!<br>

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[Chorus x2]<br>

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