Baby Aka The #1 Stunna - Heads Up lyrics

[Chorus: Baby] I hear them people coming daddy (Heads up!) You better get to running daddy (Heads up!) They walking through the court man (Heads up!) You better stash your dope man (Heads up!) [Lac] I hear them people coming daddy (Heads up!) You better get to running daddy (Heads up!) They walking through the court man (Heads up!) You better stash your dope man (Heads up!) [Baby] Aye, I heard it was a murder (murder) Robbing and kidnapping Lil one with that jaw jacking Saying that he stacking - ain't packing That tool go to clapping You hear that "click:pow" Move out before the "click, click:pow" [Stone] Man I don't like that n***a anyway I heard he been ratting [Lac] We can drag him to the river Stone [Stone] Nah, leave him for Atrice [Lac] Look, I'm a gangsta, hustler, hoodlum (slow down) I came with the four pounds (pounds) So f**ing let it go down (go down) I'm tired of them n***as talking I'm letting the trigga sparker Bull dog barking, Cadillac done did em' awful [Baby] He ratting, stooping, b**hing, and busting balls Say Lac, I'ma send this n***a to the mall (It is what it is) Its one way in dog, Heads up! Grab on them K-9 dogs [Chorus] [Stone] Stunna a street n***a, straight up Make him act as money And I don't sleep n***a I stay up in a black 600 I play for keeps n***a (so pay up, ain't jacking nothing) The price is cheap n***a (Heads up! Crackers coming) [Baby] See I'm a known D Boy so they hits my spot Put my homies on they knees and they check for rocks So we change stash spots cause the blocks is hot On the rag-less cars so they can't clip my spots [Lac] The Caprice's on the block moving slow-ly (slow-ly) That's the mother f**ing po-lice Here come the laws n***a heads up (heads up) Better raise up (raise up) Big chips if ya made something [Baby] Move, move out n***a They coming through (what about the traffic daddy?) n***a, f** you! Heads up you know what to do You best to break, run, cause n***a they coming through [Chorus] [Lac] They told me put my hands on the car and show me your hands I had some raw in my draws so I broke out and ran I can't afford to be busted til my money advance But I'm running with the Birdman, so I'm straight n***a [Baby] I'm on the block with the rocks and the 44 Its hot and we still burn a pound of dro' Million stashed in the trunk or compartment doors A hundred birds stashed in a Bentley four door [Stone] I'm sticking to Tha G-Code, Tees and Bauts Break it up ? covered in rocks Got a b**h on every exit that's holding my blocks And I drive a ? but keep my Lexus by my older shops Streets watching, I know that's why I'm on my sh** When them people riding with four doors - up my click Showing them off to rookie cops to watch out for me And I know this from crooked cops that get blocks from me [Chorus]