Trigger Tha Gambler - The Heist (Unreleased) Lyrics
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    The Heist (Unreleased)

    Uh
    Trigga, my niggas
    Yeah
    Trigga
    Lock on 'em
    Lock on 'em

    (DMX)
    Yo, who this?

    (Trigga The Gambler)
    Trig

    (X)
    Yo, this X
    Something just went down dog, and it wasn't for the best

    (T)
    You at the rest? (Yeah)
    While you flipping I hope it ain't what I think
    Nah, not ours, not what we just snatched off the Brinks

    (X)
    That's exactly what it was and it didn't go too well
    And them cats we was dealing with, I had to blow to hell

    (T)
    Word? What happened son, was it a set up
    Did you feel the vibe? Shorty reach, causing his own self to get wet up
    Where his jewels at X? I hope that ain't gone

    (X)
    Yeah, back to square one but when it's on, it's on
    Money tried to fake a move, and made a move that got him twisted
    I ain't playing with this niggas, should've been there...

    (T)
    Yeah I missed it
    Yeah I did, but where the jewels, I know you got that locked
    What you got, I know you can get off around the way on the block

    (X)
    I really don't know but I ain't gonna try just yet
    Let's sit on it for a minute, cause we might just get...

    (T)
    What, more than them kids got when they robbed the safe deposit box
    In the Ritz?

    (X)
    Man, that was small shit

    (Chorus) x 2
    Where them funds at, yo a nigga got to eat
    Yo X you got the scheme? Yo, Trigga, you got the heat?
    Yo it' own, getting this money until dawn
    Unsolved mysteries, it's still going

    (T)
    Yo we both lost 10 but I got 20 on the scheme

    (X)
    Yo you know I'm witchu, but don't make me put 20 on the beam

    (T)
    Nah, nah I got this, check this, ha, I ain't never tell you
    But it took me, more than 2 years to plot this
    We can hit the roof, cut the alarm, skip the trick wires
    Snap the telephone cord with the rubber grip pliers

    (X)
    Oh the cat that era died, put you on, but what's this
    I know this faggot nigga Rich, that's mad cool with my sis
    He put me on to a way that we can walk in through the front door
    Asked me if 7 Mil was good, I said I want more
    I told him match the 7 with 7, and let me get it
    Let me see if Trig is wit it, cause I know that if we did it
    We'd be good

    (T)
    Damn right, cause if it was me, I would
    The way shit going down now, I'm trying to get out the hood

    (X)
    We should and we will, I'll tell that nigga to be still
    It's one nigga from Yonkers and like two niggas from Brownsville

    (Chorus) x 2
    Where them funds at, yo a nigga got to eat
    Yo X you got the scheme? Yo, Trigga, you got the heat?
    Yo it' own, getting this money until dawn
    Unsolved mysteries, it's still going

    *gun shots*

    (T)
    Got the duffle bag, handcuffs, with the face mask
    Mini hammer just in case we gotta break the case glass

    (X)
    I got the disguise, we go in as two guys from Wall Street
    We gonna walk in with the briefcase, they gonna think it's all sweet
    And fall asleep

    (T)
    And that's when I'ma reach and yell "get down"
    This ain't y'all money, don't move a muscle and y'all best to stay down

    (X)
    Okay now, you with the keys, fuck over here
    And watch that white bitch with the black hair, over there

    (T)
    As a matter of fact, the five of yall get in a bow
    The old man, the way you moving, you gonna cause me to catch an assault
    Hurry up

    (X)
    Aight, I'm get the biggest stone
    We gonna get some other shit, but this will get the biggest bone

    (T)
    You got everything?

    (X)
    Both cases filled to the rim

    (T)
    I got a little problem, what we gonna do with them?

    (X)
    It's on you dog

    (T)
    Aight, nigga you know
    Gotta go, gotta go...


    (Chorus) x 2
    Where them funds at, yo a nigga got to eat
    Yo X you got the scheme? Yo, Trigga, you got the heat?
    Yo it' own, getting this money until dawn
    Unsolved mysteries, it's still going

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