Armed Robbery

Lyrics

[Frank V - Verse 1:] [Chorus:] 4x Fill up the bag homeboy Don't nag I want the money Some beer and a pack of Zig-Zags [Lil' Rob - Verse 2:] Who's getting out, getting out Lil' Rob is running now Just put the cuete to his head like (?) When in doubt don't even attempt it I'm here to make some money Not to get arrested You think I wanna live my fucking life behind those walls Rather be outside when duty calls Make booty calls You know what I mean it's kinda hard being the money fiend But everybody is ain't that a funny thing Without the feria shit you can't be happy homes And without the fucking money you probably can't be home Unless you wanna hear some shit that you don't wanna hear Make you wish to God that you didn't have no ears Slam the door behind you Leave your women all in tears Call up the homeboys "Ey, homie let's go have some beers" "Then later maybe we can pull a robbery" Having no money bothers me I'll make my money any way that I possibly can, esé [Chorus:] 4x Fill up the bag homeboy Don't lag I want the money Some beer and a pack of Zig Zags [Royal T - Verse 3:] [Chorus:] 4x Fill up the bag homeboy Don't nag I want the money Some beer and a pack of Zig-Zags