Stick em up, Stick em up
Raise em up, Raise em up
Buck em down, buck em down (Now that should be fun)
Im Psycho- pathic, behind the trig-ga
I needed loot so, I had to rob ya
But face steel cause ya, a coward to me
I grab the pop ya, before ya do me
Ya high cap-pin friend, flex-in in my hood
Im out here star-vin, you live-in real good
As long as I got, a toll I stay paid
You keep sell-in dope, theres cheese to be made
Pull up on the track, niggas start to bell-in
I pulled out my gat, thats my dope yall sell-in
So check on in boy, break yo self on down
You got 10 dollars, thats more than I have
Could be petish thangs, bet-ter than noth-ang
Even you roll fools, go get me some-thang
Dont get your-self hurt, slaught-ered like a hog
Im out on these streets, crawl-in like a dog
Stick em up, Stick em up
Raise em up, Raise em up
Buck em down, buck em down (Now that should be fun)
Open seas-ame, the safe in the floor
What I told the clerk, at the cor-ner store
A mask on my face, for cam-ras to see
A glock to his dome, bitch dont play with me
Ya dont know the code, his eyes I see fear
Cause its bout to get ugly up in here
The boy blew my high, the gun blew his ass
Right off with his man-ager in the back
Ball-in off the lot, no cheese mad as fuck
Half-way down the street, some hoes from the club
Pulled up at the light, in benzo with rims
Now im act-in like, im holler-in at them
Wussup with yall? What yall doin out this late
Girls: Shit! Just leaving the club. Whats the business
Let me get yall number
And them rings, and that purse
All that mother-fucking shit around yo neck!!
Bitch!! Let me get this shit hoe
Drop it all!!! Shut up bitch!!! Shut up bitch
Stick em up, Stick em up
Raise em up, Raise em up
Buck em down, buck em down (Now that should be fun)
Robbers we hang, in hoods where they clean
Jack-in any-one, from creature to fiend
Addicted to this, just like it was crack
You sniff in the stream, my tones to your back
Im out on the lake, while you on a date
Your bitch looking good, you clean so I hate
You take-in your time, to wine and to dine
But times on my side, so Im goin goin hide
In bushes your house, pull up we jump out
With mask-is and gun, then duct tape your mouth
The girl you was with, gave us the info
That you was a head big nig-ga with doe
A kidnap can turn into a murd-er
Now where is the stash, 45 will serve-ya
We take-in the loot, never think-in twice
Either its the cheese, or either your life
Stick em up, Stick em up
Raise em up, Raise em up
Buck em down, buck em down (Now that should be fun)
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