Quick Way Out

[W.C.]



Down on my motherfuckin luck



Hangin at the park, shootin dice, and I just got.. bucked



And now I'm mad cause I'm broke as hell



Cause a nigga's unemployed plus I just got out of jail



So now I gotta come up on a lick



but the lick that I hit can't be no bullllllshit



So now I gotta call up my nigga



My nigga Ty, yeah, my homey from Wakeside



Yo nigga whassup?I need a lick



He told me to trip, he knew this fool up on 75th



who had a safe and a whole lot of yea



Two six-fours and a ragtop sittin on them thangs



He said this motherfucker was worth ten mill'



I said, "Cool then it's a done deal"



Went to the pad and grabbed the black ski-mask



Put it on tight so nobody could see my ass



So now I got the mac with the teller



just in case these motherfuckers wanna play Goodfellas



Called up the crew; aiy Coolio



This motherfucker said he knew this nigga with some loot



[C:]So what's it gonna be, jack kidnap or rape?



Nawww motherfucker just murder and a take



[C:] Cool, then set it up



Aight nigga here I come



Hung up the phone went to my room and I grabbed another gun



Slapped on my khakis, I'm gone



Went outside and jumped in the bucket, motherfucker it's on yeah



Three-wheel motion, throwin up the M



Nigga Dana Dane's what I call my rims



Scooped up Cool', now we in pursuit



Two niggaz with a plan to get some loot



Hit the one-ten on my way to my homeboy's house



Lookin for a quick way out, nigga



{*scratching*}



So now we at my nigga Ty house



Cookin up a plan on the best way to take this nigga out



Just got out of Quentin for a caper



and I don't wanna go back so motherfucker put it on paper



[C:]And no sooner than we got the info



I shot the nigga in the head with the fo'-fo'



I grabbed my mac when the motherfucker hit the flo'



God damn Coolio, what you shoot him fo'?



[C:]Look, I know you and you know me



but I don't know him and that's the way it's gonna be



Who's that nigga?



That was my homeboy nigga!



[C:]Yo fuck that nigga!WE CAN GET BIGGER!



So now we on our way to get paid



Rollin in a fucked up van with taped up license plates



Took the back way through the alley



And now we're sweatin cause we just took a hit from the wet daddy



[C:]Got out the van, hit the back gate



Everything's goin according to plan



I had the front and Dub had the back



I had the fo'-fo' and he had the mac



Now we runnin through the house like motherfuckin SWAT



and if anything move it's gonna get popped



Awwwww, there go the nigga that we lookin for



Fool, GET YO' MOTHERFUCKIN ASS ON THE FLO'



[C:] Now he's bound and gagged with duct tape



Dub, I got the motherfuckin safe



BAY-BAYYYY!



[C:] Jumped in the van and now we rollin



And I'm trippin off this fat-ass grip that I'm holdin



And the nigga, huh, don't worry about him



Took the combination and the yea and I shot him



We got the loot and now we in route



to get a motherfuckin drink and knock some boots



Big money big trout ain't no doubt



I'm lookin for a quick way out, motherfucker!



{*tires peel, instrumental interlude*}



[W.C.]



So now we on our way to the spot



A bucket full of ducats to drop before the streets get hot



But little did we know that the nigga we smoked



had some homies in the cut, sittin in the six-fo'



So now we gettin chased by some niggaz in the cut



but I bet this mac'll make they ass stay back



Hit up the gat, damn my shit is jammed



Good thing a nigga had a backup plan



But it's too late to grab the extra gat



Burnin rubber in the bucket and we cracked



[C:]So we jumped out the van and no matter what the cost



we had our mind set on sendin niggaz to Harris and Ross



But this time a nigga wasn't color blind



Fucked around and got smoked at the end of the crime