It's A Stick Up Lyrics - G-unit

[Intro] 

Fatality 

[Hook: Lloyd Banks] 

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

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

Want everything in twos 

(?) 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 

Foreign down the avenues 

We got shit to fix your attitudes 

[Verse 1: Tony Yayo] 

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' out 

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 

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[Hook: Lloyd Banks] 

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

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

Want everything in twos 

(?) 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 

Foreign down the avenues 

We got shit to fix your attitudes 

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[Verse 2: Kidd Kidd] 

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 (?) fallin' off of (?) 

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 

See my enemies closer 

My friends turnin' into vultures 

[Hook: Lloyd Banks] 

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

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

Want everything in twos 

(?) 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 

Foreign down the avenues 

We got shit to fix your attitudes 

[Verse 3: Lloyd Banks] 

Had to deal 'em with a copy, I've been occupied 

20 thighs block me in, strength of mobster ha 

Now it feels like this pain 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 

Yeah my heart's a block of ice 

He doubted me I shot 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 

[Hook: Lloyd Banks] 

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

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

Want everything in twos 

(?) 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 

Foreign down the avenues 

We got shit to fix your attitudes 

[Verse 4: Young Buck] 

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 (?) '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 

[Hook: Lloyd Banks] 

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

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

Want everything in twos 

(?) 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 

Foreign down the avenues 

We got shit to fix your attitudes 

[Outro] 

(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