The Stick Up Lyrics - Fiend

(Mia X) (Mystikal) 

MC. (Whoa) 

This is your motherfuckin time nigga, you ready? (Huh bro?) 

You sho' you ready? (Fuckin right. nigga 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? (*gun cocks*) 

Well let's let them niggaz have it 

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(Mia X) 

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 rackateering 

Y'all fearing No Limit, black owned and operated 

Uncle Tom's and Lil' Sambo's get annihilated 

Y'all ain't tolerated, cause only soldiers ride with T-R-U 

On the Tank full of lyricists, hustlers, and gorillas 

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

All action, all cappin, fuck yappin 

Mappin, out the industry, gon' 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 gon' lose 

Then we takin everything, cause we brought the right tools 

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* Chorus: Fiend (repeat 2X) * 

Give it up, give it up, or get fucked up 

It's gon' happen point blank range, so don't even duck 

We lust to bust, turnin bitches to dust 

Always your ass if you don't give it up 

(Mystikal) 

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 or 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 'sposed to be payin me! 

Bag the loot then, cover the camera 

Snatch a 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! 

{*GUN FIRES*} Listen close motherfucker 

If you don't meet my demands, this nigga gon' suffer 

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

If you want this nigga to live, then gimme your company! 

* Chorus *