n-noreaga – stick up lyrics – capone

[verse 1:]
slime they tried to stick you, we stuck them so f*ck them
we robbed them then f*cked them, f*cked it up f*ck sh*t
f*ck they *ssumption

them n*gg*s nearly caught me slippin’
but my murder intuition told me start spittin’

n*gg*s like lester freeman, but ain’t no hbo thang
no thang for the weekang

slime my phone breakin up, meet me at the marriot,
with heaters near shorty in the blue caddy drop

yea, 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 (hey)
she said her name diamond but i treat her like a ruby

slime it’s time to make a movie!

[chorus 2x]
yo it’s a stick up yo!
it’s a stick up low!
you motherf*ckers just know how a stick up go!
(put ya hands up n*gg*! it’s a stick up n*gg*!)
(it’s time to stick them n*gg*s, time to sick these n*gg*s)
(don’t turn around n*gg*!)
(it’s time to stick them n*gg*s, time to sick these n*gg*s)
(put everything on the floor.)
(everthing!)

[verse 2:]
yea, do it considerably
dope, weed, cocaine still comes from cicaly

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 c*ke from his right hand

that’s the right plan, keep a close knit circle
about to roll up, light me some of this purple

yea, i caught the n*gg*s creep cause they real sneaky f*cks
be in milwauke, 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

n*body move, n*body gets shot
oh, you the stupid n*gg* down to die for your watch?

na he a stupid n*gg* that won’t ride for his block
he the stupid n*gg* that’ll ride with a cop

[chorus: x2]
yo it’s a stick up yo
it’s a stick up low
you motherf*ckers just know how a stick up go
(put ya hands up n*gg*,
it’s a stick up n*gg*!)
(it’s time to stick them n*gg*s, yo)
(don’t turn around n*gg*!
put everything on the floor!
everything!)
(it’s time to stick them n*gg*s, time to sick these n*gg*s)

[verse 3:]
yea caught him for the forty bricks and the forty thou
i had the 40 cal then i drank a 40 wowww!

we was drunk reminicin on the stick
polishin’ them burners bout’ to catch another lick

ay ayo what up slime (what up? what up? what’s goin’ on man?)
yea i heard these n*gg*s they got money on us, man (what? n*gg*s crazy)
on our head (what? !)

25 stacks i tell ’em get they money back
they know how we move every day with the strap

[chorus: x2]
yo it’s a stick up yo
it’s a stick up low
you motherf*ckers just know how a stick up go
put ya hands up n*gg*
stick up n*gg*!
(it’s time to stick them n*gg*s, time to sick these n*gg*s)

[outro:]
yo slime! yea yo slime!
what up what up?
yo hold on right
uh-huh
cause 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 f*ckin’ hang up man don’t hang up
i’m comin’ right now!
this stupid b*tch actin’ stupid man (who? which one?) stay on the f*ckin phone, hold on
c’mon!

yo what the f*ck!? !
what?
yo yo
yo yo yo
[gunshots]
i’m on my way
yo slime, slime!
yo!
yoooo!

/ capone lyrics