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Capone-N-Noreaga

"Stick Up"

[Verse One]
Slime they tried to stick you, we stuck them so f*ck them
We robbed them then f*cked them, f*cked it up f*ck sh*t
f*ck they assumption

Them n*ggas nearly caught me slippin'
But my murder intuition told me start spittin'

n*ggas like Lester Freeman, But ain't No HBO thang
No thang for the weekang

Slime my phone breakin up, meet me at the Marriot
With heaters near shorty in the blue caddy drop

Yea, Im on that metro chip joint
Just left the strip joint

Dont forget to bring the big joint
Yo I got a puerto-rican ho that'll set 'em up, you wet em up
I know where they hang on the regular

Been hit up diamonds only spanish chick in the club knew me
From Cheetah's when I busted in her hair we got groovy (hey)
She said her name diamond but I treat her like a ruby

Slime it's time to make a movie!

[Hook 2x]
Yo It's a stick up Yo!
It's a Stick Up Low!
You Motherf*ckers just know how a stick up go!!
(Put ya hands up n*gga! It's a stick up n*gga!)
(it's time to stick them n*ggas, time to sick these n*ggas)
(Dont turn around n*gga!)
(it's time to stick them n*ggas, time to sick these n*ggas)
(Put Everything on the floor.)
(Everthing!)

[Verse Two]
Yea, Do it considerably
Dope, weed, cocaine still comes from Cicaly

No games officially, put in that work and breeze
We smokin' the weed, Slime who gon' move the keys?

Mike Booth Gibrazzi, still like my right hand
Hand swollen from cuttin coke from his right hand

Thats the right plan, keep a close knit circle
About to roll up, light me some of this purple

Yea, I caught the n*ggas creep cuz they real sneaky f*cks
Be in Milwauke, but we'll get 'em for they bucks

Soon as they hop out the car, I'll be laid in the cut
Tryin' to get 'em If they
Front, I'll just spray em up

Soon as they get out the car, the culture culture on 'em
The 4-4 long feelin' like a vulture on 'em

Nobody move, nobody gets shot
Oh, you the stupid n*gga down to die for your watch?

Na he a stupid n*gga that won't ride for his block
He the stupid n*gga that'll ride with a cop

[Hook 2x]
Yo It's a stick up Yo
It's a Stick Up Low
You Motherf*ckers just know how a stick up go
(Put ya hands up n*gga
It's a stick up n*gga!)
(it's time to stick them n*ggas, yo)
(Dont turn around n*gga!
Put everything on the floor!
Everything!)
(it's time to stick them n*ggas, time to sick these n*ggas)

[Verse Three]
Yea caught him for the forty bricks and the forty thou
I had the 40 cal then I drank a 40 wowww!

We was drunk reminicin on the stick
Polishin' them burners bout' to catch another lick

Ay ayo what up Slime (What up? What up? whats goin' on man?)
Yea I heard these n*ggas they got money on us, man (What?? n*ggas crazy)
On our head (what?!)

25 stacks I tell 'em get they money back
They know how we move every day with the strap

[Hook 2x]
Yo It's a stick up Yo
It's a Stick Up Low
You Motherf*ckers just know how a stick up go
Put ya hands up n*gga
Stick up n*gga!
(it's time to stick them n*ggas, time to sick these n*ggas)

[Outro]
Yo slime! Yea Yo slime!
What up what up?
Yo hold on right
Uh-huh
Cuz I think I hear somebody coming right now, hold on I think I hear somebody comin
You at the rib?
Stay on the phone dont f*ckin' hang up man Dont hang up
I'm comin' right now!
This stupid b*tch actin' stupid man (who? which one?) stay on the f*ckin phone, hold on
C'mon!

Yo what the f*ck!?!
What?
Yo Yo
Yo Yo Yo
(gunshots)
I'm on my way
Yo slime, slime!
Yo!
Yoooo!

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