Grand Daddy I.U. - Take It From Da Top lyrics

[VERSE 1] Yo, I'm takin mine off the top Watchin n***as drop as I pa** through Run the money fast, f*ggot-a**, 'fore I blast you Straight up and down, it's a stick-up, you know the time Ain't nothin comin for free, so I'm takin mine I pull out the .44, tear down your front door And blow a big hole through your f**in jaw What I want I better get The money, the d**, the j**els And muthaf** all that other sh** Save the song and a dance I turn your a** upside down and tear the pockets off your pants I'm hangin n***as like the Ku-Klux I don't give two f**s k** a muthaf**a for a few bucks It's all about gettin stacks Ain't open the dough sacks Then f** it, I break backs and make tracks Time to catch another vic, run your sh** or get licked Tell the cops, hop? You ain't sayin nothin slick I bust a n***a right in front of em Right with a gun, if one of em Riff, .45th ain't missin none of em Shootin for loot, and I'm gettin it Any muthaf**a head in the way when I spray, then I'm hittin it Hollow point shells makin you drop So yo, run the dough on the down low, punk Or I'ma take it from the top (Take it from the tippity-tippity-top) (Take it from) (Take it from) (Take it from the tippity-tippity-top) [x2] [VERSE 2] Muthaf**as want beef, then come on, and n***as, set it Instead you get wettted That sh** that you talkin is dead, so n***a, dead it I'm real, and my steel's up for hire Ain't givin a f**, better duck or get bucked in the crossfire k**in to me is just a job My 9 to 5's homicide, ties with guys in the mob Crucify, poison, neck's in a noose, you die Ain't no use to try, got no juice? Good bye Cause that's all she wrote I'm leavin you dead in the dark with slash marks across the throat Muthaf**as I mutilate, I'm servin your fate And now you punk muthaf**as wanna negotiate It's two ways to make a deal And yo, that's my way or no way, so f** the way you feel Cause when I raise the 12-guage to your head God bless the dead Watchin your f*ggot-a** drop So yo, run the dough on the down low, punk Or I'ma take it from the top [VERSE 3] Yo, give it the f** up, punk, or get broken Watch the gun smokin, f** funny games, I ain't jokin Straight up and down, I go to town with the pound One quick trigger click and let off another round It's like that, when I pull a gat and start sprayin Your money or your life, muthaf**a, you know the sayin That's how a real n***a live You talk about give and take, I take, but I ain't got sh** to give But muthaf**in hard times A hard-a** co*k and a glock that I use when I does my crimes And I ain't never got popped So yo, run the dough on the down low, punk Or I'ma take it from the top