Lyrics Stick Up - Capone-N-Noreaga

Stick Up

Slime they tried to stick you, we stuck them so fuck them
We robbed them then fucked them, fucked it up fuck shit
Fuck they assumption
Them niggas nearly caught me slippin'
But my murder intuition told me start spittin'
Niggas like Lester Freeman but ain’t no HBO thang
No thang for the weekang
Slime my phone breakin' up, meet me at the Marriott
With heaters near shorty in the blue caddy drop
Yeah, I’m on that metro chip joint
Just left the strip joint
Don’t 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
She said her name Diamond but I treat her like a ruby
Slime it’s time to make a movie
Yeah, it’s a stick up, yo, it’s a stick up low
You motherfuckers just know how a stick up go
Put ya hands up, nigga, it’s a stick up, nigga
Yeah, it’s a stick up, yo, it’s a stick up low
You motherfuckers just know how a stick up go
Don’t turn around, nigga
Put everything on the floor, everything
Yeah, do it considerably
Dope, weed, cocaine still comes from Cicely
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
That’s the right plan, keep a close knit circle
About to roll up, light me some of this purple
Yeah, I caught the niggas creep 'cause they real sneaky fucks
Be in Milwaukee 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 nigga down to die for your watch?
Na, he a stupid nigga that won’t ride for his block
He the stupid nigga that’ll ride with a cop
Yeah, it’s a stick up, yo, it’s a stick up low
You motherfuckers just know how a stick up go
Put ya hands up, nigga, it’s a stick up, nigga
Yeah, it’s a stick up, yo, it’s a stick up low
You motherfuckers just know how a stick up go
Don’t turn around, nigga
Put everything on the floor, everything
Yeah, caught him for the forty bricks and the forty thou
I had the forty cal then I drank a forty, wow
We was drunk reminicin' on the stick
Polishin' them burners 'bout to catch another lick
What up, Slime?
What up?
What up?
What’s goin' on, man?
Yeah, I heard these niggas they got money on us, man
What?
Niggas crazy on our head what?
Twenty five stacks I tell 'em get they money back
They know how we move every day with the strap
Yo, it’s a stick up, yo, it’s a stick up low
You motherfuckers just know how a stick up go
Put ya hands up, nigga, stick up, nigga
Yo Slime, yeah, yo Slime
What up, what up?
Yo hold on, right
'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 don’t fuckin' hang up, man, don’t hang up
I’m comin' right now
This stupid bitch actin' stupid man
Who?
which one?
Stay on the fuckin' phone, hold on
Yo what the fuck?
What?
Yo yo, yo yo, yo
I’m on my way
Yo Slime, Slime
Yo, yo