Hook:] It's a stick up, it's a stick up Put your hands in the air, it's a stick up [Verse 2:] Repeat, it's a stick up, out for greens, to get my Grinch
all my real cats, who grew up with me and Pat Y'all showed me love, now I'm giving it back Al and Ron-G, Stick to Kiwi T-O-B-E, and 3-8 and D My peeps
be scheming But she ain't knowing me and funk is down for the tag teaming Hooked it up for later on, hung up the phone, fired up the blunt slapped the
tessles squeezing your blood vessel Leaving your ass tied up like pretzels Ak to the Inye to the Le, rolling with real G's Doing these official robberies Yes! [hook] I'm on some Mike
the stage While I'm kickin a rhyme that's gonna get me paid I got niggas who got my back while I tour What's up, hold up, you can never fuck with the
up!) Put your (dukes up!) Put your (dukes up!) Put your (mutha-mutha-muthafuckin' dukes up!) Put your (mutha-mutha-muthafuckin' dukes up!) Put your (mutha-mutha-muthafuckin' dukes up!) Put your (dukes up!) Put your (dukes up
, I ain't no bitch [Verse 3 - B.G.] Look every since I was young I been standin my ground since eleven or twelve, Gizzle been holdin it down I come up
on these hoes don't be paying for these hoes, put that bozack on these hoes the B.G. don't give a mannie mutha fuck bust a nut and I'm up I'm the type
AdRock, I'm Lit Like A Motherfuck Well I'm Brewing Up Rhymes Like I Was Using A Still I've Got An Old School Flow Like Mike McGill 'Cause Yauch's On
[INTRO: Ganxta R?dd] It was a cold night All the homies was kickin it in the g-rides K.O.D. would load in the M-1 O.M.B. had the bass turned up loud
and sex you Can't get you pregnant, condom packs go in and get two We can chop it up like O.G. Ron C, and Mike Watts do Or treat you like some Southern
day to day grinden got a playa shinen 5th wheel reclinin on them boys see a playa hustlin comin up from nuttin strugglin trin ta come up on dem boyday
and poppin roof (roof) I'ma keep on droppin the drop, then I'm "Chunk Up The Deuce" (deuce) Texas representin, got 'em swangin, bangin Screw Hold up [
s block, I block writers My block's tighter, ante up and get your top fighters Got fired for jumpin' the counter with a mop stick Some bitch ran up screamin
Outfit you still Dream of Jeanie in Kings, stay 'greein, nightly prince Of Egypt Plenty of days I read up, skiied up, whips all beat up 7:30, the sky
nigga Still sounds like You wanna do something bitch ass nigga Yeah Hold up This is for my bloods And this is for my crypts Throw your sets up One nation
of the dance floor A nigga can't fuck, what you think your finger made for I'ma beat that pussy up You get it wet enough, I might lick it up Lickey,
best) The best (Ooh Wee!) Let's stick out the jimmy and see what we can catch (Stick 'em up, stick 'em up jimmy) Next won't be needed unless (Jenny wanna
