I Got A Job With The Mob Makin G's



Doin Some Pickups Deliveries And Transportin Keys



Yeah They Got Me Like A Flunkie



I'm Ridin Around With Ten Kilos Inside My Trunk G



And I'm Holdin The Suitcase



With A Half A Million Dollars Right In My Motherfuckin Face



And I'm Tryin To Ignore It



But Sometimes I Get Tempted To Make A Motherfuckin 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



Cause I'm Sick Of Puttin My Motherfuckin Ass On The Line



I Got The Money And The Hit



Went Through The Brook Nonstop Cause I Ain't Droppin Off Shit



Then I Thought Of A Plan



So I Droves To My House And Got My Girl And My Little Man



C'mon Bitch, Pack The Shit, Get Ready



"God Damn Why Your Face All Sweaty?"



Just Hurry Up And Get The Shit



I'm A Dead Man Bitch, Understand, We Gotta Split



I Switched The Locks On The Door



Started Packin Like I Was Goin On A Motherfuckin World Tour



Grabbed My Bags And My Gun



C'mon We Gotta Go... I'm On The Motherfuckin Run




Now I'm Drivin And I'm Lookin At My Passport



I'm Outta Here Soon As My Ass Hit The Airport



I Loaded Up The Automatic



I Don't Believe This Shit, I'm Stuck In Motherfuckin Traffic



I'm Gettin Nervous As A Fuck See



A Lincoln Continental Pullin Right Up Beside Me



Puts Down My Bitch And Then I Bent Low



*gunfire, Breaking Glass* Bullets Are Flying Through My Window



The Enemy Is On Attack



Drew Th