Take That Money

[Intro 1: comedy skit] So here it is! At the Saturday Night Gun Mart A double barrel over and under pump-spray fully automatic semi-automatic It's a famous brand name, I can't mention it... I can't read it... think its from Czechoslovakia? Just want to wound him in the hand?? We've got a full assortment of handguns! Easy credit, never a hold up at the cashier's At Saturday Night Gun Mart – where you are the target! [Intro 2: live music sample] Doin' the do (Uh!) You're doin' the do You're doin' the do (Doin' it) You're doin' the do (Just doin' the do!) Doin' the do (Doin' it) You're doin' the do (Doin' it) [Hook: Madlib, Oh No & Roc 'C'] This is what we do when we get out We take that money and then we get out And this is what we do when we get out We take that money and then we get out We take that... [Verse 1: Oh No] Now, evacuate the building The spot's on fire, just look at the ceiling A billion bucks, and that's how I'm feeling I speed to spots until the paint starts peeling And on the real, you can't borrow what you stealing Then trick it off, dog, this is natural business American dream, the hustler's nightmare Dollars on trees? Fuck it, man, it ain't here! When you all broke then the vision's so stuck clear Until the dough runs up on you then it's gone – damn! After the hounds, I blow one in the air This shit next year, dog, everywhere Taxes on all y'all, like IRS'es More dough to make, more dough to take, like Robin Hood lessons And take green like Robin Hood's presence Fill the hood with presents like I'm holding the weapon "Nigga, back up!" [Hook: Madlib, Oh No & Roc 'C'] This is what we do when we get out We take that money and then we get out And this is what we do when we get out We take that money and then we get out We take that... [Verse 2: Roc 'C'] Relax all pressure It only comes around if you let another nigga stress ya Niggas pitbulls when they go against the lesser Back against the wall, slam his hand in the dresser Everywhere we go, we see 'em popping they eyes out I'm feeling like gold and I'm blowing they mind out I'm on the prowl, growl, sick and tired of these fakes They talk behind ya back, then they giggle in ya face, yeah Runnin' over cowards, bark til I die Higher than ever, like a ribbon in the sky Ma, the game ain't like it used to be Niggas on the sidelines, acting like they cool with me But do I really know you? Yeah, I'm so old school, my pick got a black fist Backflips ain't a part of my life Break 'em down with a gun or a knife Not sure? Better get some advice Hit a hot muthafucka with ice? Think twice, nigga! Nigga! (Twice!) [Hook: Madlib, Oh No & Roc 'C'] This is what we do when we get out We take that money and then we get out And this is what we do when we get out We take that money and then we get out And this is what we... Get out... Money... Get out... We take that money and then we get out And this is what we do when we get out We take that money and then we get out [Outro: movie sample] Well, get ya shit together, bitch! And make damn sure it's straight And see how well you do against this snub nose .38! Hello! Goodbye Alright, let's get into the shit now...!