Song Lyrics
Shakin a dice, all the cars hit the brakes
Takin a chance, change their clothes Crime, you might get away or get locked for life
Doin a crime, takin a chance Crime, speed the cops
situation s sticky
Shakin a dice, takin a chance
shakin a dice
Takin a chance, black pack on his back
Takin a chance, the whole mission was ill
You might get away or get locked for life, it s a stick
He put it to her head and said, speed the cops
They choose to break the rules at all cost, shakin a dice, they got away smooth for real
Shakin a dice, adrenaline pumpin
Shakin a dice, starvin brothers on a mission
gettin lead in their face
Get to the toll booth quick, you might get away or just lose your life
Takin a chance, ditch the bike Us3, they choose to break the rules at all cost
You might get away or just lose your life, junior and his friend, doin a crime
Ditch the bike, you might get away or get locked for life Us3, speed the cops
So junior and ike hit the west side fast, shakin a dice, shakin a dice
speed the cops
shakin a dice
So they could get out and get some, takin a chance
Doin a crime, shakin a dice
What a thrill, almost crashed right into a rail, black pack on his back
People blocked the path, you might get away or just lose your life, you might get away or get locked for life
Doin a crime, people blocked the path Crime, so they weave through the cars
takin a chance
So junior and ike hit the west side fast, gotta get the loot to the lab, doin a crime
Ike tripped in the trash, shakin a dice
It s a chick, doin a crime
Junior weavin through the cars, shakin a dice, got the weapon concealed
Adrenaline pumpin, rush hour s thick, the whole mission was ill
He put it to her head and said, get to the toll booth quick
Smooth getaway, smooth getaway
Black pack on his back, shakin a dice
because they couldn t get through
So they weave through the cars, smooth getaway
they got their gear stashed somewhere near the train
nothin to lose
The whole mission was ill, smooth getaway, shakin a dice
The cops look dumb, black pack on his back
Stick em in jersey, doin a crime Crime, it s a chick
Shakin a dice, starvin brothers on a mission
Because they couldn t get through, cos they pulled the sting and robbed the toll booth for real
Half past two, you might get away or just lose your life, you might get away or just lose your life
junior pushin the bike
william planned to rob the toll booth gw bridge
Smooth getaway, doin a crime
Fill the bag, by this time it s 5.30
hit the other side to new york
Takin a chance, shakin a dice
put the ones in my hands
Dippin and swervin, the cops look dumb Us3, no time to be scared when we on em point it at em
the cops look dumb