Fast Money - Big Punisher

I got the sweetest heist, million in cash, another 3 in ice 
Who can I trust? Cuban'll bust plus ?good thief the night? 
Here's the plan (plan), we nab the man, bring a camcorder 
Grab his fam, and run the train on his granddaughter 
Nah chill, that's too ill, for real I'd rather kill somethin 
Here's the deal, we shatter his grill, and drill fuck him 
Oral torture, no doubt, the shit is holocaust 
In two minutes tops he's guaranteed to cap and give up all the morsels 
It's settled, blitt up, put on your metal, foot on the pedal 
We got a half hour before the plan sours like Amaretto 
Far from the ghetto, a rebel of chance, the devil in pants 
Out for the fast cash, level advance 
Takin a chance, I've only got one my hundred shot 
tommy shotguns my judge jury and Johnny Cochran 

Chorus: 

Movin on the stash, first we get the cash 
For the fast money, I smash a niggaz shit like a crash dummy 
Ask money where the safe, anybody move gettin laced 
Look at my face and I'ma shoot the place 

Aiyyo the plot thickens, I'm pickin the locks in the back entrance 
Payin attention, not tryin to get knocked and catch a fat sentence 
Not to mention these kids is mafioso with lots of dough so 
they got poco lock with the down to rock Morocco chokehold (oh oh) 
Their security system's linear laser protection 
No sweat, I brought the miniature mirrors for reflectin 
Inspectin the vault, for weapons assault, second of course 
It's poisonous rays, boiled and baked in epsom salt 
Rep in New York is the cat burgalar, the fat murderer 
Slippin the clip in the Mac, inserterer 
Hurtin your pockets, droppin your stock to zero profit 
Holding heroes hostage and mansions for ransom like DeNiro mob flicks 
Back to the top again, hand the grand prize 
The safe flies open, the shining was blinding my eyes 
I cracked the code, enough ice to make you laugh at gold 
Passed the dough to Cuban started movin for the back real slow 
That's when I heard the sirens hopin that my ears was lyin 
Knew we was dyin when I saw the guard we tortured cryin 
Pointing at the building screamin, "I can see them, kill em!" 
Snipers was willing but couldn't, there's too many civilians 
Still inside nowhere to hide nowhere to run 
Cuban said, "Fuck it, we die, we die busting our guns" 

Chorus 2X 

Aiyyo it's time to pay, and I ain't trying to give my shine away 
Let's show these pigs how much we give a fuck about a brighter day 
I cocked the Eagle, Cuban drew the Glock it was diesel 
Said, "See you in Hell coppers" and started poppin like it was legal 
We need a plan, if we can make it to the van 
Missile launchers there with the grenade pistol I bought from Uncle Dan 
Me and my man are runnin out of ammo, I got about a handful 
of Black Rhino's and two Rambles strapped to my ankles 
I trampled over one of the bodies, I grabbed the steel 
Threw the bitch over my shoulder and used her butt as a shield 
I filled the clip with the little bit of bullets remaining 
Cuban said, "Move your fat ass faster motherfucker they gaining" 
I gave him the case, told him, "Go ahead save yourself 
Blaze a L in my memory, tell the family I gave em Hell" 
For real, that's when I heard the tires screechin 
Peeped and it was Joe the God with twenty Terror Squad niggaz reachin 

*conversation and gunfight to fade*