Chase Manhattan

[Intro] {*people screaming*} On the floor, now, now! Do it, do it On the floor, now, now! Oh shit! It's on huh? (Ayo, sit your boney ass the fuck down) (We not fucking playing in here) [Verse 1: Raekwon] This is a stick up, nobody move, get on the floor Get on the walls, take your sneakers off, take off your drawers Cover your dick, bitches be quiet, don't say shit You move, I'ma make sure I clap you and your clique All my gunnies is squeezing Listen to me, before you die, just leave me my cheese I ain't playing, I'm spraying, off top, doors is locked Fuck around, try to run around, you greasy Don't even dare, put your cell phone down, dear Before I put my gun in your ear I'm not a New Jack, an Iker or a jerk with a pump I'm straight sober, I'ma feed my ratchet and hunt We kill Willies, still hillbillies don't call us nothing else Might have to melt your Phillies You old man, sit down, tie up his hands And, yo, smack flames out him, get more and then blamp him [Interlude] Don't move! Don't fucking move! Put your hands in the air, put your hands in the air! Get 'em up! Get on your knees! Get on your knees! Get on your knees!! Gimme that fucking bag, man! Gimme that shit, you're my fucking wife, man! Get the fuck out! [Verse 2: ILL BILL] This bitch started blowing me in the safe Her fantasy to fuck a bank robber so I blew a load in her face I knew her from Canarsie, used to work at Chase Manhattan Smiled when I walked in waving the ratchet An inside job, the best kind, the rest I rob Stay on the ground or you'll be laid to rest by God I seen big face hundreds and bearer's bonds I also see cameras on, I'm glad I wore my ski mask camouflage Listen to Lamb of God while I packed the bong While I studied how to disable a bank alarm We got three minutes, handle the job I'm standing on top of the counter with the chopper barrel staring at y'all Why you pussies bleeding all on my money? You fucking up my hundreds Don't get your fucking head kicked on some dumb shit stupid We the future of this bank robbing industry Kidnap the judge and get a hundred years conspiracy [Outro] Everybody in the vault, get out, move! {*screaming*} On the floor, now, now! Do it, do it On the floor, now, now! Let's play a game Mr. President! It's called spin the dial!