Stick 'Em Up - Ludacris feat Ugk

Yeah N_gga 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 N_ggas
So If You See One You Know What You Do

Stick Em Up Stick Em Up B_tch Stick Em Up
Put Ya Hands Up Where I Can See Em See Em See Em
Stick Em Up Stick Em Up B_tch Stick Em Up
Target N_ggas Wouldn't Wanna Be Em Be Em Be Em

Pimp C
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 N_gga It Get Hectic N_gga
People Depending On Me I Can't Neglect It N_ggas
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 Problems And Straighten The Mess
So N_gga Come Wit Ya Pistol And N_gga Come Wit Ya Vest
This Ain't The East Or The West The 'bama Weed Or The Stress
I'm Young Pimpathal Author And We Done Passed The Test
And We Smoking The Best Everywhere That We Go
And When Our Records Come Out Them B_tches Sell Out The Sto'
Stayin Throat On The 'dro And Keep That Thang On The Flo'
Want My Momey Up Front When We Come For The Show
Y'all Can Play Wit Ya Paper But I'm Dyin For Mine
So While Y'all Buying Them Watches I'ma Stay On The Grind
F_ck N_gga


Hallow Laid Hollow Sprayed I'm The Hollow Man
I Get To My F_ckin 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 F_ckin Gauge
Catch You In Concert And Then Wipe You Off The F_ckin Stage
I Feel A Ghetto Rage Let's Turn The Ghetto Page
My B_tch 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 N_gga We Gonna Make Some Chump Change
You Think It's A F_cking 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


Bun B
Say N_gga You Think It's A Joke
Trill N_ggas Be Going For Broke
Twist This Whistle Loc And Them Muthaf_ckin Pistols Smoke
And It's Just A Matter Of Time Before You Labeled A Busta
I Just The N_gga 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
N_gga Keep Your Compliments They Don't Flatter Me
And That'll Be The Day B_tch 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
B_tch N_ggas 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 F_cking Plasma
Millenium Murda Master N_gga I Ain't New To This
So When You See That Bun B Young Pimp Or That Ludacris
You Just


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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