Armed Robbery – Song and Lyrics by 8Ball & MJG


Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Armed Robbery’ by 8Ball & MJG. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of 8Ball & MJG or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.


Now I was clicking out my barrel just to see if it was loaded

checking out it’s bullets just to make sure it won’t explode this

hand around of the handle of my snub no skill

I must be for real in the procedure for a kill

stood around the corner while I cased out the bank

busted in the door and stuck the guard wit’ a shank

ran up to the counter pull the gun out wit’ the quickness

shot the bank teller so it wouldn’t be a witness

fled out the door with the money in my left hand

still in my right hand running like a wild man

ran to the hide-a-way knowing they was after me

burned out my id stole a jeep Cherokee

couldn’t be late for my trip to Jamaica

heading to the river skeeming up on how to take a

boat from a victim, rush right up and stick him

with a sharp object making sure that I get him

put it to the river, see, nervous as a lunatic

jumped out of the veichle as borrowed me a boat quick

jumped on with the gun, soughter on the break and run

shot with the gat, in the back, like in Vietnam

quickly making waves in the river as I ran fast

got a mile in the boat ran out of gas

oh no Joe! the cops can’t get me…

I’ll never be wanted for armed robbery


On the other side of town

moving quickly rolling swiftly in da hoopty ride

loading up the nine cause there just my be a homicide

MJG know the plan so the shit is on

by the time 5-0 come we’ll be through and gone

got to the area, stop then took a glance

puttin’ on the ski mask, stuffing the gat in my pants

where I saw the right on time, now it’s time for the crime

do the crime waste no time then I’m going to get mine

waited for the door to open shot the first trick I saw

then shot the other fool I ain’t thinking ’bout no law

jumped in the truck put the pedal to the medal

then fired up a square man doing about 1-10

looking in my rear-view 5-0 everywhere

messing up my plans with them helicopters in the air

headed for the airport, wait I see a road block

hit the gas even harder fool I ain’t gonna stop

crash through the road block they ain’t gonna get me yet

J-Smooth waiting at the airport with a private jet

jumped out of the truck with fast P’s right behind my ass

running trying to shoot my nine holding bags full of cash

jumped on the jet now we set to hit the runway

took to the air yea I got away scott-free

fired up a Mac j P’s didn’t catch me

countin all my money from a strong armed robbery…


You thank it’s over but it ain’t

cause I can’t get caught by authority

the camera at the bank got me ganked so they know it’s me

reached for artillery, put the shank in my mouth

dove off the boat to the river and I bailed out

swam like a fish greeted land with a kiss

did I hit or did I miss well it goes like this

I put the money in the spot

took the clothes that I got

tied them up in the bag same place I put the mask

changed clothes in between spots

hands, spot-see

the designated area we call spot-be

see I can’t be broke so I come up with a plan

the man, money soon in they hand

get over get up and jet

bounce the set

the longer you stay the quicker you get arrested

MJG testing his strategy..

wit’ a slick armed robbery


Flying through the air on my way to Jamaica

thinking about why I took the money for the faka

me living poor and wishing to be richer

and me like Picasso I had to paint a picture

of people dying rapidly, trying to imprison me

just because I took a little money in a robbery

landed in Jamaica chilling with the dreads

smoking on the gunja messing with my head

the feds came behind me hit me with a billy club

I fell to the ground, turned around pumping slugs

jumped up quick, ditched the gun as I ran away

ran to the hills where I hid for a few days

no, I’m not the one that they will catch soon

bought me a palace in the hills wit’ a hundred rooms

I got the money, got the women, got the be -you-D

I plead guilty to armed robbery!