Stick 'Em Up

Yeah I seen 'em come through here a couple times I didn't think nuttin' of 'em, you know what I'm sayin' But that shit you don't talk that huh? That shit shocked everybody Put the money in the bag bitch before I blow yo head off Get yo ass on the floor nigga think a motherfucka playin' with y'all This right here came from Mr. Charles its long and it ain't got Sears on it Anytime I got a personal problem this the only homeboy I call I wonder how many thought about Petey Pab When I was apache rappin' in the penetentury yard Eatin' wieners outa chanteens Smokin' on roll-ups, strokin' on my love meat Waitin' for the day cut in the term and free So I could get out here and make mama proud of me And do the right thing run up on the right man That can pull the right string get to where I'm posed to be Had to get ejected cause the game a cold Anywhere and when the motherfucka slammed the door Oh no, hell naw, get lost wait a minute dog Fucked around one night went out in New York When I met one of the brothers "Up-in-ala-boys" Ever since then money been a real long head That bout says it all Put the money in the bag bitch before I blow yo head off Get yo ass on the floor nigga think a motherfucka playin' with y'all This right here came from Mr. Charles its long and it ain't got Sears on it Anytime I got a personal problem this the only homeboy I call Is just something that a carry with me all the time Just in case one of these motherfuckers loose they mind And run up on me like I ain't gone hold it down for mine I can show you better than tryin' to tell ya 'bout it See once upon a time I think Pitt was the county Where these niggas used to run around armed and robbin' There was this little boy by the name of Moses Had to run home keep from gettin' me jewelry stolen Till one day nigga caught a hold to him Did what they wanted to em stole my little Gucci coat Oh naw , shit yeah they did, what the fuck you think I did? Told Grama, granny told Granpa Granpa took his grandson in the backyard Gave me somethin' supposed to take the pressure off Instead he teach me how to shoot at the mouth Put the money in the bag bitch before I blow yo head off Get yo ass on the floor nigga think a motherfucka playin' with y'all This right here came from Mr. Charles its long and it ain't got Sears on it Anytime I got a personal problem this the only homeboy I call They ain't certified till a nigga run in they house Put the thang in they mouth and blow err thing they think out Run around actin' like bitches, you gone make me loose it all I wasn't gone talk about it but, God damn it This motherfucker bout to piss me off And this dick ridin radio station ass motherfuckin' Nigga down here in Raleigh I don't give a fat bitch big titty pair one of y'all motherfuckin play my shit And the couple of spins that y'all son-bitches Did give me came from my man and them Man fuck that church boy grab the looks Come on the motherfuckin road with us If I said anything I ain't spossed to said And hurt anyone of y'all them fuck it Put the money in the bag bitch before I blow yo head off Get yo ass on the floor nigga think a motherfucka playin' with y'all This right here came from Mr. Charles its long and it ain't got Sears on it Anytime I got a personal problem this the only homeboy I call Put the money in the bag bitch before I blow yo head off Get yo ass on the floor