La Chat - Stick Em Up lyrics

[Intro] Geah! Wit'cha man La Chat Yeah, uhh, stick em up Stick em up, stick em up [Hook] Pull up in the old school with the hubcaps Got my black tee, ones, and my skull cap Stick 'em up (stick' em up!) {*repeat 3X*} Stick 'em up (ye ain't know ha?) I ain't come to play, and I ain't come to laugh All I gotta say is n***a put it in the bag Stick 'em up (stick' em up!) {*repeat 3X*} Stick 'em up (ye ain't know ha?) [Gucci Mane] You know the procedure, when you see a heater Bullets rippin at'cha, got you runnin like a cheetah Rob in my black tee, mob in my black V Robbed the weed man, cause the n***a tried to tax me Ye ain't gotta ask me, tell me where the stacks be Hittin big licks got me ballin like an athelete Used to take Starter coats, moved up to bigger dope Down for a kick do', just to make my wrist glow Steal from the rich, but I hang with the po' folk Ball 'til ya fall, but don't ball 'til ya go broke Gucci Mane, La Chat, we in and out the trap fast Leavin out your house, thirty birds in my bookbag [Hook] [La Chat] Okay, check that b**h Wake up early in the mornin, looking for a victim The first n***a look like dollars tryin to holla I'm gon' get him Ain't got no time for relationships, I'm out to get that cheese Even if I have to k** you b**h my son I got to feed I'm at the mall I'm poppin tags with shopping bags so style I found a duck that I can pluck, that n***a that asked me out Whoa~! Hold up my n***a you must don't know I gotta get'cha You told yo boy I got a big a**, but boy my nine is bigger I'm waitin on him to pull up at the spot I see he clean That boy sittin on them thangs, a iced out chain, and big a** rangs He said let's go to the movies, I told him let's go to the room This n***a think he really got a freak, but mind is 'Do the fool' We get to the room, I let him rub, I let him get a lil' touch I told him hold up stop, let me go to the bathroom freshen up I went out the bathroom window, met with Gucci, Glock in purse Kicked in the do', shot him in his head, took his cheese and left him murked I'm that b**h! [Hook] [Gucci Mane] They say that I'mma cutthroat, Gucci never cut coke Yea I'mma jack boy, known to run a drug sto' Hang wit the thug boys, nicknamed the Goon Squad First you gotta sign up, then you get your goon card n***as scared to f** with me, don't wanna serve me Shop wit ya Wednesday, take from ya Thursday Splurge wit my comrades, Gucci Mane I'm hood rich n***a k** for ya if you just buy him a outfit Think like a mob boss, move like warranty Got a half a mill' safe, just to keep the bills paid Burn 'em with a hot fork, tazer on his nutsacs I ain't come to play man I came to find them big stacks [Hook]