Aggravated Robbery

Stick 'em up, Stick 'em up Raise 'em up, Raise 'em up Stuck 'em down, Stuck 'em down Raise 'em up, Raise 'em up (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 The fake steel cause ya, a coward to me I'd rather 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 tone I stay paid You keep sell-in dope, there's cheese to be made Pull up on the track, niggas start to bail-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 Patta's thangs, bet-ter than noth-ang Even you broke fools, gone 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 Stuck 'em down, Stuck 'em down Raise 'em up, Raise 'em up (Now that should be fun) (4X) Open ses-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, I'm 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] Ey look lemme get yo number And them rings, and that purse All that mother-fucking shit around yo neck!! Bitch!! Let me get this shit ho Drop it all!!! Shut up bitch!!! Shut up bitch Stick 'em up, Stick 'em up Raise 'em up, Raise 'em up Stuck 'em down, Stuck 'em down Raise 'em up, Raise 'em up (Now that should be fun) (2X) Robbers we hang, in hoods where they clean Jackin any-one, from preacher to fiend Addicted to this, just like it was Crack You slip in the street, my toast to your back I'm out on the late, 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 gon' go 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 heavy nig-ga with dough A kidnap could turn into a murd-a 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 Stuck 'em down, Stuck 'em down Raise 'em up, Raise 'em up (Now that should be fun) (4X)