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Utwór: Aggravated Robbery

  • wykonawca: Project Pat
  • album: Mista Don't Play
  • wyświetleń: 1222

Stick 'em up, Stick 'em up
  Raise 'em up, Raise 'em up
    Buck 'em down, 'buck em down (Now that should be fun) [4X]
    [Project Pat]
  I'm 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
  I'm out here star-vin, you live-in real good
  As long as I got, a toll I stay paid
  You keep sell-in dope, there's cheese to be made
  Pull up on the track, niggas start to bell-in
  I pulled out my gat, that's my dope y'all sell-in
  So check on in boy, break yo self on down
  You got 10 dollars, that's more than I have
  Could be petish thangs, bet-ter than noth-ang
  Even you roll fools, go get me some-thang
  Don't get your-self hurt, slaught-ered like a hog
   I'm 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) [repeat 4X]
    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 don't play with me
  Ya don't know the code, his eyes I see fear
  Cause it's 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
  [Project Pat] Wussup with y'all? What y'all doin out this late
  Girls: Shit! Just leaving the club. What's the business
  [Project Pat] Let me get y'all 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) [repeat 2X]
  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
  I'm 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 I'm 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 it's 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) [repeat 4X]
  

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