Its a Stick Up - G-Unit

I’m only gon' get bigger, niggas wanna see me lose

Pull me to the money I’m a move, this a motherfuckin' stick up

We want everything in twos

Bein' number one don’t come with moves

Over how ya figure

Bitches jumpin' out they shoes

How the fuck am I supposed to choose?

Purple weed even more liquor

Foreigns down the avenues

We got shit to fix your attitudes

I got my baby hangin' out the window

On some Michael Jackson shit

But my baby ain’t three months old

It’s an AR clip, yeah, yeah

Foam with the paper plates

Y’all niggas in two oh eights

We in 2016, BMIH

Ghost Protocol, Tom Cruise shit

Got the Uz in the stash with the rubber grip

And I ain’t trippin', I’m in Turkey estaba rollin' up

50 bottles bottles, 40 bitches, just 10 of us

I love my niggas who the fuck can a nigga trust?

Real drama when I caught them niggas pickin' up

I’m only gon' get bigger, niggas wanna see me lose

Pull me to the money I’m a move, this a motherfuckin' stick up

Want everything in twos

Bein' number one don’t come with moves

Over how ya figure

Bitches jumpin' out they shoes

How the fuck am I supposed to choose?

Purple weed even more liquor

Foreigns down the avenues

We got shit to fix your attitudes

School of hard knocks grad, you wasn’t up in my class

New Orleans nigga rob you in a Mardi Gras mask

Catch you down bad, dirty as a grave yard

Mama workin' slave job

behind bars

Fuck I gotta say to y’all?

Nigga never gave me shit I had to play baseball

Find a field with pitchers, the real talkin' on the mic

Streets got me softer like

All your scars come from fallin' off a bike

My niggas can’t read or write

But they keep they heaters tight

Hit up I need the stripes

I don’t know how I sleep at night

I think I need faith cause the world’s on my shoulders

Keep my enemies closer

My friends turnin' into vultures

I’m only gon' get bigger, niggas wanna see me lose

Pull me to the money I’m a move, this a motherfuckin' stick up

Want everything in twos

Bein' number one don’t come with moves

Over how ya figure

Bitches jumpin' out they shoes

How the fuck am I supposed to choose?

Purple weed even more liquor

Foreigns down the avenues

We got shit to fix your attitudes

Had to been dealin' with a copy, I’ve been occupied

Twin thighs block me in, shrimp and lobster high

Now it feels like this plane is bumpin' when my rums collide

And I see that bullshit with binocular eyes

My hearts are pocket sized, check how I monopolized

That fire hits the tire, hope your doctor nice

I hit the weed, toast the sky the helicopter flights

My game proper, game changer, make you drop your price

I’m on the bucket list, bullets won’t stop my life

Now my heart’s a block of ice

He doubted me I shocked them twice

Powder V on sour D

Man of the hour’s me, the powerful know how it be

Give a fuck in all actuality

I’m only gon' get bigger, niggas wanna see me lose

Pull me to the money I’m a move, this a motherfuckin' stick up

Want everything in twos

Bein' number one don’t come with moves

Over how ya figure

Bitches jumpin' out they shoes

How the fuck am I supposed to choose?

Purple weed even more liquor

Foreigns down the avenues

We got shit to fix your attitudes

Had it made with gun powder

All my brothers under the gun tower

My mama tryna catch crank sales on the lunch hour

My blunt sour, everything parked in the front ours

I tend to rob when I feel I’m amongst cowards

You know when some niggas is given too much power

You gotta see if they know how to use it

Still shoot the chopper by my lonely don’t confuse it

All this fake rapper music I better win 'fore I lose it

I put every bullet in this clip one by one

Once I do it you gon' here bout what I done

My goal in this game get rich like 50

Never touch another brick and get a bitch like Mickey

I’m only gon' get bigger, niggas wanna see me lose

Pull me to the money I’m a move, this a motherfuckin' stick up

Want everything in twos

Bein' number one don’t come with moves

Over how ya figure

Bitches jumpin' out they shoes

How the fuck am I supposed to choose?

Purple weed even more liquor

Foreigns down the avenues

We got shit to fix your attitudes

(Fatality) Ya digg?

It’s goin' down like that that there.

We’re gonna hit you

upside the motherfuckin' head with nothin' but gangster music man.

Hey Whoo Kid I want you to him 'em upside the head and let’s take off y’all