Yeah, nigga, got that Got UGK, that Disturbing The Peace click An' you what I'm tired of? These flashin' ass, flossin' ass So if you see one you what you do?
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up, bitch, 'em up Put ya hands up I can see 'em, see 'em, see 'em Stick 'em up, stick 'em up, bitch, 'em up Target niggas, wouldn't be 'em, be 'em, be 'em
'em up, stick 'em up, bitch, stick 'em up Put ya hands up I can see 'em, see 'em, see 'em 'em up, stick 'em up, bitch, stick 'em up Target niggas, wanna be 'em, be 'em, be 'em
I want the money an' the power, they me every hour For the silt resin powder, chasin' dirty dollars I'm Texas, nigga, it get hectic, nigga People dependin' on me, I can't neglect it,
'Cause the is deeper than just workin' off the beeper If the paper ain't right then we a sweeper To up the problems an' straighten the mess So nigga, come wit ya pistol an' nigga, come wit ya
This ain't the east or the west, the weed or the stress I'm Young Pimp from Arthur an' we done passed the test An' we smokin' the best, that we go An' when our records out, them bitches sell out the sto'
Stayin' throat on the 'dro an' keep that thang on the my money up front when we come for the show Y'all can play wit ya paper but I'm dyin' for So while y'all them watches, I'ma stay on the grind Fuck,
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up, bitch, 'em up Put ya hands up I can see 'em, see 'em, see 'em 'em up, stick 'em up, bitch, stick 'em up Target niggas, wanna be 'em, be 'em, be 'em
'em up, stick 'em up, bitch, stick 'em up Put ya up where I can see 'em, see 'em, see 'em Stick 'em up, 'em up, bitch, stick 'em up Target niggas, wanna be 'em, be 'em, be 'em
Hallow laid, hollow sprayed, I'm the Man I get to the hollow wit my hollow plan Hollow bullets, I pull it, I'm about to live in An' then I drill 'em, refill 'em, make sure feel the pain
mighty strange how your peephole is my fuckin' gauge Catch you in an' then wipe you off the fuckin' stage I feel a ghetto rage, turn the ghetto page My bitch will stick you wit ghetto metal thangs
An' I got a ghetto aim with 'bezeled rangs So while my is workin', my pinky's blindin' thangs I hit 'em at close range, I spit 'em at most You you real rich, nigga, we gonna make some chump change
You think it's a fuckin' you think it's a blood sport You for breath an' I'm puffin' on one of these Newports An' I see a red dot at yo' head Then bright lights, oh, no, an' guess what they said said
Stick 'em up, 'em up, bitch, stick 'em up Put ya up where I can see 'em, see 'em, see 'em Stick 'em up, 'em up, bitch, stick 'em up Target niggas, wouldn't be 'em, be 'em, be 'em
'em up, stick 'em up, bitch, stick 'em up Put ya hands up I can see 'em, see 'em, see 'em Stick 'em up, 'em up, bitch, stick 'em up niggas, wouldn't wanna be 'em, be 'em, be 'em
Say nigga, you think it's a joke? Trill niggas be goin' for Twist this whistle, loc an' them mothafuckin' smoke An' it's just a matter of time before you a busta Adjust the that couldn't catch up an' cut the mustard
Now I got confidence, I don't no condiments All I is common sense to see through your incompetence Nigga, your compliments they don't flatter me You with me? An' that'll be the day, bitch We don't play, you know the gat'll be
Right on the side of me, right where 'posed to be Bitch, niggas die for me just for too close to me So kiss your beads an' sing a silent one 'Cause I promise if you get it it's be a violent one
Coroner catchin' his breath like got asthma they cut on the blue light an' see all that fuckin' plasma Millenium Murda Master, nigga, I new to this So when you see that Bun-B, Young Pimp or that You
Stick 'em up, 'em up, bitch, stick 'em up Put ya up where I can see 'em, see 'em, see 'em 'em up, stick 'em up, bitch, stick 'em up Target niggas, wanna be 'em, be 'em, be 'em
'em up, stick 'em up, bitch, stick 'em up Put ya up where I can see 'em, see 'em, see 'em 'em up, stick 'em up, bitch, stick 'em up Target niggas, wouldn't be 'em, be 'em, be 'em
ATL, the PAT, UGK an' DTP I wouldn't be 'em, be 'em, be 'em Shawn Drey, I 20, an' Fake Fees I wouldn't be 'em, be 'em, be 'em
South, how we do it? Pimp C an' Bun-B I wouldn't be 'em, be 'em, be 'em Roll trees, ride Ds, make an' shake fleas I wanna be 'em, be 'em, be 'em