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da youngsta's - lyrical stick up kids lyrics

[intro]
stick+up kids is out to tax
stick+up kids is out to tax

[verse 1]
brrrrrr, stick ’em, ha, ha, i stick ’em
i stick ’em and stab ’em and dump ’em in the river
it’s a shame i had to choke on these n+ggas
’cause they missed the bus, i woke ’em up and they got crushed
i’m jackin’ everybody for they props
so call the cops ’cause i’m a one+man rap shop
i never carried a gat, [?] surprised
i got a .45 right between ya eyes
so if you try to run, you get done
just throw your fame in a knapsack
you caught a bad break, son
i’m sick of these punks tryin’ to beat down
and get on stage, look like clowns, and jump around
i gotta keep duckin’ to my ditches
crooks with different [?] yes, word to todd bridges
step up to this, i cut off your head
’cause i’m a stick+up kid

[chorus]
stick+up, stick+up kids is out to tax
stick+up, stick+up kids is out to tax
[verse 2]
once again, it’s the midnight jacker
body sn+tcher, yeah, you got the picture
i put you dead, now it’s time to get to the gritty
you scared to death, now your drawers are sh+tty
inside, outside, backwards, it’s all the same
it doesn’t matter ’cause none of y’all n+ggas got game
how does it feel when a kid steps to your grill
and let you know from the doors you got no sk!ll?
i check ’em short, tall, small, it doesn’t matter, black
’cause if you’re wack, then you gets no slack, jack
don’t mess around when it comes to that funky funk
so don’t be fakin’ ’cause you just might get slumped
yeah, yeah, that’s the way the ball bounces
the sk!ll’s real, so don’t you ever doubt this
i’m dope as h+ll, can’t you get that through your head?
don’t make a sound, hush up, just give it up, kid

[chorus]
stick+up kids is out to tax
stick+up kids is out to tax
stick+up kids is out to tax
stick+up, stick+up kids is out to tax

[verse 3]
stick+up, boy your [?]
don’t let me start, crimes more rugged than a carhartt
i’m jackin’ suckers for they rep in ’93
even heavy d can’t see what i can see
i’m sendin’ vapors through your body like wh0res
yo, i’m about to get raw
i’m gonna dust ’em off, dust, dust ’em off
dust ’em off, dust, dust ’em off
dust ’em off, dust, dust’ em off
dust ’em off, dust, dust ’em off
too many fake punks gettin’ overcooked and wack
all you’re doin’ is fakin’ the funk, you little rats
(q+ball) yo (why you goin’ off?)
’cause suckers tryin’ to act hard but they’re really soft
i’m takin’ props and splittin’ suckers’ wigs
i’m a lyrical stick+up kid
[chorus]
stick+up, stick+up kids is out to tax
stick+up, stick+up kids is out to tax

[verse 4]
uh, cut the static, see, i just about had it
i’m movin’ automatic, make you wear your jewels, f+ggot
you thought i wasn’t rugged, you suckers really made me mad
now run your pops, put ’em in a bag
i treat you like i don’t know ya
i’m rollin’ through your hood on a skateboard with a flamethrower
i burn your hood to the ground
you know the place, don’t know what you’re doin’
i should make you run your u+n’s
back to the stickin’
(rush ’em) let me get ’em!
i know you’re tryin’ to escape, so fly like a pigeon
before we take the packs of your platinum cassettes
so take your last step ’cause, boy, you done had it
so never mind your grill, guard your records
i’ll be rippin’ your banks off grain by grain or
strand by strand, now, call me the man
and stick ’em up, stick ’em up
it’s all part of the plan

[outro]
stick+up kids is out to tax
stick+up kids is out to tax
stick+up kids is out to tax
stick+up kids is out to tax
stick+up kids is out to tax
stick+up kids is out to tax
stick+up kids is out to tax
stick+up kids is out to tax
stick+up kids is out to tax
stick+up kids is out to tax
stick+up kids is out to tax
stick+up kids is out to tax
stick+up kids is out to tax

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