The Stick Up
(专辑: Black Friday - 2011)
DJ CapCom is risking his life by playing this song This a
stick-up, everybody down on the
ground Feel me now, motherfucker? This a
stick-up, put them hands in the
air Let me get that there, uh This a
stick-up, everybody down on the
ground Feel me now, motherfucker? This a
stick-up, put your hands in the
air Let me get that there, uh I'm a
smooth criminal (Criminal), put your life on critical (Uh-huh) Move miracles, smoking blue medicinals (Yep) Ducking 'cause the
jakes (Uh-huh) still know the
hustle for the
cake (Uh-huh) Seeking something I
can take, like all the
money in the
bank (Cheah) Guns, check, bags, check, suits, ammo, and masks, check Now we ready to go, waiting for the
driver Got a
homie watching cops like MacGyver (Haha) I'ma try to go by the
book Captain Hook, I'ma crook, look (Look) Stealing just a
hobby, son (Uh-huh), and it's a
lot of fun (Cheah) You need a
Tommy gun? I'ma go and cop me one Life's been nice (Been nice), but you don't live twice (Live twice) So when they give you a
chance, you better spin dice Taking it all, doing it big, ducking from the
boys in blue and the
pigs Arrive (Arrive) at 19th and 5th Street Look at the
bank, give a
Grinch grin, big cheeks Stealing more than Christmas, cheddar by the
pound Robbing and stealing, then copping them wheels, then letting off a
round (Cheah) Tip-toe on that pink panther tip Don't panic, bitch, and everyone will get a
hand of chips (Haha) Slide to the
entrance, walk up to the
stairs Start shooting our guns up in the
air, this a
This a
stick-up, everybody down on the
ground Feel me now, motherfucker? This a
stick-up, put them hands in the
air Let me get that there, uh This a
stick-up, everybody down on the
ground Feel me now, motherfucker? (Ayo, fuck Josh Everette) This a
stick-up, put your hands in the
air (Uh) Let me get that there (Yeah), uh You heard the
man, this a
demand, come up out them pockets (Yep) Empty out ya wallets, necklaces, and watches (Haha) All the
guap and don't call the
cops I'd hate to have to watch as you all get shot, ha There's someone at the
door, knock-knock-knock-knock Good thing we got the
door locked (Haha) Now show me to the
vault (Vault), show me to the
cash Been ripping and spitting this right, you don't even gotta ask (Uh-huh) Got class like a
mobster, high school Sinatra (Sinatra) Stay relaxed with a
hit from the
ganja Calm, cool, collected, told Billy to shoot Bullet shot through the
air; Gimme the
loot! Gimme the
loot! (Haha) The
bank teller (Teller), well, he took us to the
back Looking like a
black cat crossed his cat Well, that's exactly what we going for (Uh-huh) Pulled out his key to open the
door There was money to the
ceiling (Ceilin'), cake skyscrapers (Skyscrapers) Enough paper to pay five Lakers Gold and silver, diamonds and jewels (Jewels) Anything you wanted you could find in this room (Gimme that) Now my whole team rich, I
don't believe this This them straight-up Ocean's Thirteen shit Jesse James, getting change, I'm an outlaw And my boys let 'em bang, pull 'em out, draw! With all this thoughts about living like gaudy (Gaudy) We forgot about them people in the
lobby (Lobby) Told the
posse, "It's time to break" The
cake piles down the
aisle of the
bank, uh This a
stick-up, everybody down on the
ground Feel me now, motherfucker? This a
stick-up, put them hands in the
air Let me get that there, uh This a
stick-up, everybody down on the
ground Feel me now, motherfucker? This a
stick-up, put your hands in the
air Let me get that there, uh