Lloyd Banks - It's a Stick Up lyrics

[Intro] Fatality [Hook: Lloyd Banks] I'm only gon' get bigger, n***as wanna see me lose Point me to the money I'ma move, this a motherf**in' stick up We want everything in twos Bein' number one don't come with rules Over how ya figure b**hes jumpin' out they shoes How the f** am I supposed to choose? Purple weed even more liquor Foreigns down the avenues We got sh** to fix your attitudes [Verse 1: Tony Yayo] I got my baby hangin' out the window On some Michael Jackson sh** But my baby ain't three months old It's an AR clip, yeah, yeah Foam with the paper plates Y'all n***as in two oh eights We in 2016, BMIH Ghost Protocol, Tom Cruise sh** Got the Uz in the stash with the rubber grip And I ain't trippin', I'm in Turkey Istanbul rollin' up 50 bottles bottles, 40 b**hes, just 10 of us I love my n***as who the f** can a n***a trust? Real drama when I call them n***as pickin' up [Hook: Lloyd Banks] I'm only gon' get bigger, n***as wanna see me lose Point me to the money I'ma move, this a motherf**in' stick up We want everything in twos Bein' number one don't come with rules Over how ya figure b**hes jumpin' out they shoes How the f** am I supposed to choose? Purple weed even more liquor Foreigns down the avenues We got sh** to fix your attitudes [Verse 2: Kidd Kidd] School of hard knocks grad, you wasn't up in my cla** New Orleans n***a rob you in a Mardi Gras mask Catch you down bad, dirty as a grave yard Mama workin' slave job Pa raised me behind bars f** I gotta say to y'all? n***a never gave me sh** I had to play baseball Find a field with pitchers, the real talkin' on the mic Streets got me scared for life All your scars come from fallin' off a bike My n***as 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 Keep my enemies closer My friends turnin' into vultures [Hook: Lloyd Banks] I'm only gon' get bigger, n***as wanna see me lose Point me to the money I'ma move, this a motherf**in' stick up We want everything in twos Bein' number one don't come with rules Over how ya figure b**hes jumpin' out they shoes How the f** am I supposed to choose? Purple weed even more liquor Foreigns down the avenues We got sh** to fix your attitudes [Verse 3: Lloyd Banks] Had to been dealin' with a copy, I've been occupied Twin thighs block me in, shrimp and lobster high Now it feels like there's planets bumpin' when my rums collide When I divide I see that bullsh** 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 Now my heart's a block of ice He doubted me I shocked them twice Powder V on sour D Man of the hour's me, the powerful know how it be Give a f** in all actuality [Hook: Lloyd Banks] I'm only gon' get bigger, n***as wanna see me lose Point me to the money I'ma move, this a motherf**in' stick up We want everything in twos Bein' number one don't come with rules Over how ya figure b**hes jumpin' out they shoes How the f** am I supposed to choose? Purple weed even more liquor Foreigns down the avenues We got sh** 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 n***as 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 better win '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 b**h like Mickey [Hook: Lloyd Banks] I'm only gon' get bigger, n***as wanna see me lose Point me to the money I'ma move, this a motherf**in' stick up We want everything in twos Bein' number one don't come with rules Over how ya figure b**hes jumpin' out they shoes How the f** am I supposed to choose? Purple weed even more liquor Foreigns down the avenues We got sh** to fix your attitudes [Outro: Snoop Dogg] (Fatality) Ya digg? It's goin' down like that that there. We're gonna hit you upside the motherf**in' 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