Stick Up

If I catch them on my strip out slipping I'ma make sure they feel it more then just a little bit Nigga, if I ain't in ya top 5 then what the fuck is your argument I'm parked in a garage with a Geffen rep A&R In a charger the window locked and he coughing given two options to Either gain a new artist or losing out on ya oxygen Arm barring a barber, poppin up to give ya pop a shove And knock ya momma out and then finger her with the boxing glove If I catch them on my strip out slipping I'ma make sure they feel it more then just a little bit They got me flagged, I even fucked around and got illuminati mad My chipping tooth keep slipping through the sloppy mask They spot me as The ring leader, king me, them niggas get the Rodney ass Whooping, shotty blast and then rotisserie the body bag Double piece shorties, I checker and paint the victim & stick her The bigger the lick then the bigger The dinner yo ligament ripping it ricochet Rivet and rigged a rib an original riddick yo ribbon ain't shit A lieutenant get ten if yo tenant attending He tending yo tent & attempting to back up! They tripping off of acid still give him a chance to pass the steel And rap yo cypher blasting, the passenger gotta grab the wheel I crashed the lambo at the packer field, kidnap him I pad the wall and grip a tablet and Crack the glass across that faggot's grill Show up with bandolier and strap across the chest I'll hand the pistol to his face and Still clap when i'm impressed fucking clown If I catch them on my strip out slipping I'ma make sure they feel it more then just a little bit