yeah nigga got that ludacris got that U-G-K that disturbin' the peace click and you know what i'm tired of... these flashin ass flossin ass niggas so if you see one know what you do... stick 'em up stick 'em up bitch stick um up put yo hands up where i can see 'em, see 'em, see 'em stick 'em up stick 'em up bitch stick um up target niggas wouldn't wanna be 'em, be 'em, be 'em stick 'em up stick 'em up bitch stick um up put yo hands up where i can see 'em, see 'em, see 'em stick 'em up stick 'em up bitch stick um up target niggas wouldn't wanna be 'em, be 'em, be 'em I want the money in the power they hitten me every hour for the silt resin powder chasin them dirty dollars I'm from Texas nigga it get hectic nigga people depedin on me i can't neglect it nigga but the game is deeper than just workin of the beeper if the paper ain't right then we call in a sweeper to clean up the problems and straiten the mess so nigga come with yo pistol and nigga come with yo vest this ain't the east or the west a bama weed or the stress i'm young pimpathal author and we done passed the test and we smokin the best everywhere that we go and when our record come out them bitches sell out the sto' stayin throat on the dro and keep the thang on the flo' want my money up front when we come fo' the show ya'll can play wit ya paper but i'm dyin for mine so while ya'll buyin them watches i'm gon' stay on the grind (fuck nigga) stick 'em up stick 'em up bitch stick um up put yo hands up where i can see 'em, see 'em, see 'em stick 'em up stick 'em up bitch stick um up target niggas wouldn't wanna be 'em, be 'em, be 'em stick 'em up stick 'em up bitch stick um up put yo hands up where i can see 'em, see 'em, see 'em stick 'em up stick 'em up bitch stick um up target niggas wouldn't wanna be 'em, be 'em, be 'em hollow laid hollow spraid i'm the hollow man i get to the hollow point with 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 ya'll peephole is my fuckin guage catch you in concert and then wipe you off the fuckin stage i feel a ghetto rage let's turn the ghetto page my bitch will stick you with ghetto metal stilleto thangs and i got a ghetto aim with diamond bezzled rings so why my index is workin my pinky's blindin thangs i hit em at close range i spit em at most brains you think you real rich nigga we gonna make some chump change you think it's a fuckin game you think it's a blood sport you gaspin for breath while i'm puffin on one of these new newports and i see a red dot aimed at yo head then bright lights oh no! po po's and guess what they said (they said) stick 'em up stick 'em up bitch stick um up put yo hands up where i can see 'em, see 'em, see 'em stick 'em up stick 'em up bitch stick um up target niggas wouldn't wanna be 'em, be 'em, be 'em stick 'em up stick 'em up bitch stick um up put yo hands up where i can see 'em, see 'em, see 'em stick 'em up stick 'em up bitch stick um up target niggas wouldn't wanna be 'em, be 'em, be 'em say nigga you think it's a joke treal niggas be goin for broke Twist this whistle loc and them muthafuckin pistols smoke it's just a matter of time before you labeled a buster i just the nigga 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 incompitence nigga keep yo compliments they don't flatter me you fuckin with me and that'll be the day bitch 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 supposed to be (supposed to be) bitch niggas die for me (die for me) just for gettin to close to me (close to me) so kiss your rosery beads and sing you silent one cause i promise if you get it it's gone be a violent one coroner catching his breath like he got asthma when they cut on the blue light and see all the fuckin plasma millenium murda masta nigga i ain't new to this so when you see that Bun-B young pimp or that Ludacris (just) stick 'em up stick 'em up bitch stick um up put yo hands up where i can see 'em, see 'em, see 'em stick 'em up stick 'em up bitch stick um up target niggas wouldn't wanna be 'em, be 'em, be 'em stick 'em up stick 'em up bitch stick um up put yo hands up where i can see 'em, see 'em, see 'em stick 'em up stick 'em up bitch stick um up target niggas wouldn't wanna be 'em, be 'em, be 'em 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)