Get Ya Rob
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Raise 'em up, raise 'em up
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up
Raise 'em up, raise 'em up
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up
Raise 'em, raise 'em, raise 'em
Raise 'em up, raise 'em up
All that flossin' on the town'll (get, get-get you robbed)
You be splurgin' all yo' cash'll (get, get-get you robbed)
Out here trickin' with them broads'll (get, get-get you robbed)
Ain't breakin' bread with yo' dawgs, now that'll get you robbed
All that flossin' on the town'll (get, get-get you robbed)
You be splurgin' all yo' cash'll (get, get-get you robbed)
Out here trickin' with them broads'll (get, get-get you robbed)
Ain't breakin' bread with yo' dawgs, now that'll get you robbed
At the corner stores, hangin' with my young niggas
Project Pat, in the base, where we squeeze on triggers
Real killers roll 'round here, lookin' for some prey
Low key behind tinted windows with the blown face
Gold plates, dirty Ruger nine, catch one to the spine
He don't wanna come up off the wallet then I blow him fine
He done blew my high, so I had to blow his life away
Blew a few mo' lines just to send my conscience on its way
You probably on some crime, then I pulled up on the bank lot
She had a bag of money, snatched the bag, I let my gun pop
Skeeted off the lot, made a lick, thinkin' it was love
Bag full of shredded checks, cold blooded, humbug
All that flossin' on the town'll (get, get-get you robbed)
You be splurgin' all yo' cash'll (get, get-get you robbed)
Out here trickin' with them broads'll (get, get-get you robbed)
Ain't breakin' bread with yo' dawgs, now that'll get you robbed
All that flossin' on the town'll (get, get-get you robbed)
You be splurgin' all yo' cash'll (get, get-get you robbed)
Out here trickin' with them broads'll (get, get-get you robbed)
Ain't breakin' bread with yo' dawgs, now that'll get you robbed
Yeah, what's happenin'?
I'm at this phone booth, tell me what you wanna do
Across the street from this dope house, I want the loot
And all the drugs, weed, rocks, quarter ki's or a juice
I'm 'bout to go in with them guns out, ready to shoot
The police ridin' down the block, I told 'em hold up a second
They just patrollin', I need to get 'em
The time is now I got my ski-mask a gauge and a pump
I'll call you back in 'bout an hour with lump in the trunk
I'm runnin' 'cross the street (street), I'm sweatin like a beast (beast)
With chains on my hands (hands), and shackles on my feet (feet)
My second robbery (-ery), my heartrate just increased ('creased)
I'm kickin' down the back door
All that flossin' on the town'll (get, get-get you robbed)
You be splurgin' all yo' cash'll (get, get-get you robbed)
Out here trickin' with them broads'll (get, get-get you robbed)
Ain't breakin' bread with yo' dawgs, now that'll get you robbed
All that flossin' on the town'll (get, get-get you robbed)
You be splurgin' all yo' cash'll (get, get-get you robbed)
Out here trickin' with them broads'll (get, get-get you robbed)
Ain't breakin' bread with yo' dawgs, now that'll get you robbed
Now don't show it if you ain't gon' share it
Fuck around and get this pistol 'cross yo' head
You better look like the hood when you roll through it
Or find your monkey-ass leakin' red like break fluid
They will do it, my dawgs meaner than them laws
We ain't settle for years, comin' in our hood to fuck with broads
Make his car alarm go off, soon as he step out
We comin' from the side of the house with some pumps out
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up
Raise 'em, raise 'em, raise 'em
Raise 'em up, raise 'em up
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up
Raise 'em, raise 'em, raise 'em
Raise 'em up, raise 'em up
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up
Raise 'em up, raise 'em up
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up
Raise 'em, raise 'em, raise 'em
Raise 'em up, raise 'em up
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up
Raise 'em, raise 'em, raise 'em
Raise 'em up, raise 'em up
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up
Raise 'em, raise 'em, raise 'em
Raise 'em up, raise 'em up
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up
Raise 'em up, raise 'em up
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up
Raise 'em, raise 'em, raise 'em
Raise 'em up, raise 'em up
All that flossin' on the town'll (get, get-get you robbed)
You be splurgin' all yo' cash'll (get, get-get you robbed)
Out here trickin' with them broads'll (get, get-get you robbed)
Ain't breakin' bread with yo' dawgs, now that'll get you robbed
All that flossin' on the town'll (get, get-get you robbed)
You be splurgin' all yo' cash'll (get, get-get you robbed)
Out here trickin' with them broads'll (get, get-get you robbed)
Ain't breakin' bread with yo' dawgs, now that'll get you robbed
At the corner stores, hangin' with my young niggas
Project Pat, in the base, where we squeeze on triggers
Real killers roll 'round here, lookin' for some prey
Low key behind tinted windows with the blown face
Gold plates, dirty Ruger nine, catch one to the spine
He don't wanna come up off the wallet then I blow him fine
He done blew my high, so I had to blow his life away
Blew a few mo' lines just to send my conscience on its way
You probably on some crime, then I pulled up on the bank lot
She had a bag of money, snatched the bag, I let my gun pop
Skeeted off the lot, made a lick, thinkin' it was love
Bag full of shredded checks, cold blooded, humbug
All that flossin' on the town'll (get, get-get you robbed)
You be splurgin' all yo' cash'll (get, get-get you robbed)
Out here trickin' with them broads'll (get, get-get you robbed)
Ain't breakin' bread with yo' dawgs, now that'll get you robbed
All that flossin' on the town'll (get, get-get you robbed)
You be splurgin' all yo' cash'll (get, get-get you robbed)
Out here trickin' with them broads'll (get, get-get you robbed)
Ain't breakin' bread with yo' dawgs, now that'll get you robbed
Yeah, what's happenin'?
I'm at this phone booth, tell me what you wanna do
Across the street from this dope house, I want the loot
And all the drugs, weed, rocks, quarter ki's or a juice
I'm 'bout to go in with them guns out, ready to shoot
The police ridin' down the block, I told 'em hold up a second
They just patrollin', I need to get 'em
The time is now I got my ski-mask a gauge and a pump
I'll call you back in 'bout an hour with lump in the trunk
I'm runnin' 'cross the street (street), I'm sweatin like a beast (beast)
With chains on my hands (hands), and shackles on my feet (feet)
My second robbery (-ery), my heartrate just increased ('creased)
I'm kickin' down the back door
All that flossin' on the town'll (get, get-get you robbed)
You be splurgin' all yo' cash'll (get, get-get you robbed)
Out here trickin' with them broads'll (get, get-get you robbed)
Ain't breakin' bread with yo' dawgs, now that'll get you robbed
All that flossin' on the town'll (get, get-get you robbed)
You be splurgin' all yo' cash'll (get, get-get you robbed)
Out here trickin' with them broads'll (get, get-get you robbed)
Ain't breakin' bread with yo' dawgs, now that'll get you robbed
Now don't show it if you ain't gon' share it
Fuck around and get this pistol 'cross yo' head
You better look like the hood when you roll through it
Or find your monkey-ass leakin' red like break fluid
They will do it, my dawgs meaner than them laws
We ain't settle for years, comin' in our hood to fuck with broads
Make his car alarm go off, soon as he step out
We comin' from the side of the house with some pumps out
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up
Raise 'em, raise 'em, raise 'em
Raise 'em up, raise 'em up
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up
Raise 'em, raise 'em, raise 'em
Raise 'em up, raise 'em up
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up
Raise 'em up, raise 'em up
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up
Raise 'em, raise 'em, raise 'em
Raise 'em up, raise 'em up
Credits
Writer(s): Patrick Houston, Jordan Houston, Paul D. Beauregard, Paul Duane Beauregard
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