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grand daddy i u - take it from da top lyrics

[verse 1]
yo, i’m takin mine off the top
watchin n-gg-s drop as i p-ss through
run the money fast, f-ggot–ss, ‘fore i blast you
straight up and down, it’s a stick-up, you know the time
ain’t nothin comin for free, so i’m takin mine
i pull out the .44, tear down your front door
and blow a big hole through your f-ckin jaw
what i want i better get
the money, the drugs, the jewels
and m-th-f-ck all that other sh-t
save the song and a dance
i turn your -ss upside down and tear the pockets off your pants
i’m hangin n-gg-s like the ku-klux
i don’t give two f-cks
kill a m-th-f-cka for a few bucks
it’s all about gettin stacks
ain’t open the dough sacks
then f-ck it, i break backs and make tracks
time to catch another vic, run your sh-t or get licked
tell the cops, hop? you ain’t sayin nothin slick
i bust a n-gg- right in front of em
right with a gun, if one of em
riff, .45th ain’t missin none of em
shootin for loot, and i’m gettin it
any m-th-f-cka head in the way when i spray, then i’m hittin it
hollow point sh-lls makin you drop
so yo, run the dough on the down low, punk
or i’ma take it from the top

(take it from the tippity-tippity-top)
(take it from) (take it from)
(take it from the tippity-tippity-top) [x2]

[verse 2]
m-th-f-ckas want beef, then come on, and n-gg-s, set it
instead you get wettted
that sh-t that you talkin is dead, so n-gg-, dead it
i’m real, and my steel’s up for hire
ain’t givin a f-ck, better duck or get bucked in the crossfire
killin to me is just a job
my 9 to 5’s homicide, ties with guys in the mob
crucify, poison, neck’s in a noose, you die
ain’t no use to try, got no juice? good bye
cause that’s all she wrote
i’m leavin you dead in the dark with slash marks across the throat
m-th-f-ckas i mutilate, i’m servin your fate
and now you punk m-th-f-ckas wanna negotiate
it’s two ways to make a deal
and yo, that’s my way or no way, so f-ck the way you feel
cause when i raise the 12-guage to your head
god bless the dead
watchin your f-ggot–ss drop
so yo, run the dough on the down low, punk
or i’ma take it from the top

[verse 3]
yo, give it the f-ck up, punk, or get broken
watch the gun smokin, f-ck funny games, i ain’t jokin
straight up and down, i go to town with the pound
one quick trigger click and let off another round
it’s like that, when i pull a gat and start sprayin
your money or your life, m-th-f-cka, you know the sayin
that’s how a real n-gg- live
you talk about give and take, i take, but i ain’t got sh-t to give
but m-th-f-ckin hard times
a hard–ss c-ck and a glock that i use when i does my crimes
and i ain’t never got popped
so yo, run the dough on the down low, punk
or i’ma take it from the top

- grand daddy i u lyrics

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