The Stick Up (feat. Fiend & Mia X)

MC (Whoa)

This is your motherfuckin' time, **** (Huh, bro?)

You ready? (Fuckin' right)

You sure you ready? (****, what?)

Fuck that mask, we don't need no mask

They know who we is anyway

What we gon' do, is go in here

Handle our business, take everything and break out

You feelin' me? Well, let's let them **** have it

This is a stick up, MC's lay it down

We got the clout in this bitch so don't be fuckin' around

Got the rap game locked, spittin' what they feelin'

Makin' all the money, got 'em say we racketeering

Y'all fearing no limit, black owned and operated

Uncle Tom's and Little Sambo's get annihilated

Y'all ain't tolerated, cause only soldiers ride with TRU

On the tank full of lyricists, hustlers and gorillas

Killers, and we do what we gotta do to make it happen

All action, all clappin', fuck yappin'

Mappin' out the industry, goin' blow this joint

And take the royalties, the publishin' and all the points right with us

It's the black prince and the biggest mama

Shootin' sparks from the top of the billboard charts

Watch out now, don't nobody move, 'cause you goin' lose

Then we taking everything 'cause we brought the right tools

Give it up, give it up

Or get fucked up

It's goin' happen point black range, so don't even duck

We lust to bust

Turnin' bitches to dust

Always show ass if you don't give it up

Give it up, give it up

Or get fucked up

It's goin' happen point black range, so don't even duck

We lust to bust

Turnin' bitches to dust

Always show ass if you don't give it up

Black prince in this bitch with the biggest mom of 'em all

Out of sight when we unite like killers and George

Slowly, unlock the safe on the wall

Stop disrespectin' the pistol I'm pointin' at y'all

Buck-buck, get down

Get on your face and get handled

Bitch, keep still 'fore I make an example

Cut up that fuckin' remake and give me that sample

Give me the fuckin' recoup, you supposed to be payin' me

Bag the loot then cover the camera

Snatch the fuckin' hostage then run out with the manager

Fuck it, gotta have my paper, fortune and fame

Lay it down so the bitches won't forget my name

Listen close motherfucker

If you don't meet my demands this **** goin' suffer

This ain't no fucking game and ain't none of this funny

If you want this **** to live then give me your company

Give it up, give it up

Or get fucked up

It's goin' happen point black range, so don't even duck

We lust to bust

Turnin' bitches to dust

Always show ass if you don't give it up

Give it up, give it up

Or get fucked up

It's goin' happen point black range, so don't even duck

We lust to bust

Turnin' bitches to dust

Always show ass if you don't give it up