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Stick 'Em Up (feat. Ugk)

Ludacris

Back for the First Time


Yeah nigga got that Ludacris
Got that Ugk that Disturbing the Peace Click
And you know what I'm tired of?
I'm tired of these flashing ass flossing ass niggas
So if you see one you know what you do?

Stick 'em up stick 'em up bitch stick 'em up
Put ya hands up where I can see 'em see 'em see 'em
Stick 'em up stick 'em up bitch stick 'em up
Target niggas wouldn't wanna be 'em be 'em be 'em

Stick 'em up stick 'em up bitch stick 'em up
Put ya hands up where I can see 'em see 'em see 'em
Stick 'em up stick 'em up bitch stick 'em up
Target niggas wouldn't wanna be 'em be 'em be 'em

Uh, I want the money and the power they hittin me every hour
For the silt resin powder chasing them dirty dollars
I'm from Texas nigga it get hectic nigga
People depending on me I can't neglect it niggas
Cause the game is deeper than just working off the beeper
If the paper ain't right then we calling a sweeper
To clean up the probl'ems and straighten the mess
So nigga come wit ya pistol and nigga come wit ya vest
This ain't the east or the west the 'bama weed or the stress
I'm Young Pimp from Port Arthur and we done passed the test
And we smoking the best everywhere that we go
And when our records come out th'em bitches sell out the sto'
Stayin throat on the 'dro and keep that thang on the flo'
Want my money up front when we come for the show
Y'all can play wit ya paper but I'm dying for mine
So while y'all buying th'em watches I'm gonna stay on the grind
Fuck Nigga

Stick 'em up stick 'em up bitch stick 'em up
Put ya hands up where I can see 'em see 'em see 'em
Stick 'em up stick 'em up bitch stick 'em up
Target niggas wouldn't wanna be 'em be 'em be 'em

Stick 'em up stick 'em up bitch stick 'em up
Put ya hands up where I can see 'em see 'em see 'em
Stick 'em up stick 'em up bitch stick 'em up
Target niggas wouldn't wanna be 'em be 'em be 'em

Hollow laid, hollow sprayed, I'm the hollow man
I get to my hollow point wit my hollow plan
Hollow bullets I pull it I'm about to live in vain
And then I drill 'em refill 'em make sure they feel the pain
It's mighty strange how your peephole is my fucking gauge
Catch you in concert and then wipe you off the fucking stage
I feel a ghetto rage let's turn the ghetto page
My bitch will stick you wit ghetto metal stilleto thangs
And I got a ghetto aim with diamond 'bezeled rangs
So while my index is working my pinky's blinding thangs
I hit 'em at close range I spit 'em at most brains
You think you real rich nigga we gonna make some chump change
You think it's a fucking game you think it's a blood sport
You gasping for breath
And I'm puffin on one of these Newports
And I see a red dot aimed at yo head
Then bright lights oh no po-po and guess what they said
They said

Stick 'em up stick 'em up bitch stick 'em up
Put ya hands up where I can see 'em see 'em see 'em
Stick 'em up stick 'em up bitch stick 'em up
Target niggas wouldn't wanna be 'em be 'em be 'em

Stick 'em up stick 'em up bitch stick 'em up
Put ya hands up where I can see 'em see 'em see 'em
Stick 'em up stick 'em up bitch stick 'em up
Target niggas wouldn't wanna be 'em be 'em be 'em

Say nigga you think it's a joke?
Trill niggas be going for broke
Twist this whistle loc and them motherfucking pistols smoke
And it's just a matter of time before you labeled a busta
I just the nigga that couldn't catch up and cut the mustard
Now I got confidence I don't need no condiments
All I need is common sense to see through your incompetence
Nigga keep your compliments they don't flatter me
And that'll be the day bitch
We don't play you know where the gat'll be
huh, right on the side of me (side of me)
Right where it's 'posed to be ('posed to be)
Bitch niggas die for me (die for me)
Just for getting too close to me (close to me)
So kiss your rosery beads and sing a silent one cause
I promise if you get it it's gone be a violent one
Coroner catching his breath like he's got asthma
When they cut on the blue light
And see all that fucking plasma
Millennium murder master nigga I ain't new to this
So when you see that Bun-B young pimp or that Ludacris
You just

Stick 'em up stick 'em up bitch stick 'em up
Put ya hands up where I can see 'em see 'em see 'em
Stick 'em up stick 'em up bitch stick 'em up
Target niggas wouldn't wanna be 'em be 'em be 'em

Stick 'em up stick 'em up bitch stick 'em up
Put ya hands up where I can see 'em see 'em see 'em
Stick 'em up stick 'em up bitch stick 'em up
Target niggas wouldn't wanna be 'em be 'em be 'em

Atl the Pat Ugk and Dtp
(I wouldn't wanna be 'em be 'em be 'em)
Shawn Drey I twenty Ludacris and Fake Fees
(I wouldn't wanna be 'em be 'em be 'em)
Down South how we do it Pimp C and Bun-B
(I wouldn't wanna be 'em be 'em be 'em)
Roll trees ride D's make cheese and shake fleas
(I wouldn't wanna be 'em be 'em be 'em)

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