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mike g – stick up lyrics

hold up, it’s a westcoast stick up
sly tendancies
is in with me
i’m tryna get my rich up
talkin’ ’bout raisin’ richie dawg, i’m tryna get my rich up
good for you?
man i’ll give you life like an elixir
he sick, huh?
(oh yes, it’s a o.f. stick up, mike
tell this b-tch to put the donuts in the bag quicker, right
sh-t i strike, n-gg-s bite, b-tches wife, hit up christ
it’s a crisis,
n-gg-s hands up like it’s a heist
mike get ’em
hold up, who’d you say the winner was?
i bet i’ll finish quick and eat you faster than your dinner cause
they ask why they fly and crash, i say you gotta land slow
i’m cancer yo, but healthy though
raps new rambo
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 up
listen b-tch, get your kid and get down or get clipped up
(you hatin’? just stop, we gon’ blow, just watch
think not? grind time, take your f-ckin’ wristw-tch)
all their f-ckin’ vcards, just to prove that we hard
get it? we hard,
he bombards three broads
then dip out on another mish
them n-gg-s on that other sh-t
word to mother b-tch,
we hot as southern summers is
(i’m smooth like travolta, say they want a face off?
i take off, i’m waitin’ for the pay-off, how that go
i rap slow but factual,
don’t get mad
i’m rad f-ckin’ awesome
a pimp like chad swag
high like kites, cliché
where we stay
there’s no such thing as replays, you live once
i just dump, like trash trucks
blast up, no blast off)
bust the chops, then a nut, then adjust the c-ck, get your -ss off
stepped in the door wavin’ the 44
and shot it at three wh-r-s, they wouldn’t get on the floor
now they petrified
i’m comin’ for everythin’ you got
know you got a lot, why you think i’m runnin’ up in your spot
said i don’t play
bet i shoot this white girl and get away
like o.j.,
this the life i live i’m talkin’ everyday
said i’d bust again, sly said that i shouldn’t
i said i should then a n-gg- looked at me like i wouldn’t
so i let one off, shattered gl-ss
went through his -ss, he extra soft
and now i’m on a rampage,
my partner
grabbed
the 12 gauge
and threw it to me
started blastin
let three off, let four off
then i aimed at a n-gg- who wouldn’t take off his jewelry
like you brave ’til you lose consciousness
but you dumb for f-ckin’ with n-gg-s with guns and sh-t
they tried to calm me down,
but i’m ready to leave a n-gg- red
taco stepped in the way and i shot him in his leg, f-ck!
[outro]

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