stick up

If I catch them on my strip out slippin'
I'ma make sure they feel it more then just a little bit

Nigga, if I ain't in yo' top five then what the fuck is your argument?
I'm parked in a garage with a Geffen rep A&R
In a Charger the window locked and he coughin' given two options to
Either gain a new artist or losin' out on ya oxygen
Arm barrin' a barber, poppin up to give ya pop a shove
And knock ya mama out and then finger her with the boxing glove

If I catch them on my strip out slippin' (uh)
I'ma make sure they feel it more then just a little bit

They got me flagged, I even fucked around and got illuminati mad
My chippin' tooth keep slippin' through the sloppy mask
The spot they spot me as the ring leader, king me, them niggas get the Rodney ass
Whoopin', shotty blast and then rotisserie the body bag
Double piece shorties, I checker and paint the victim and stick her
The bigger the lick then the bigger the dinner yo' ligament rippin' it ricochet
Rivet and rigged a rib an original Riddick yo' ribbon ain't shit
A lieutenant get ten if yo' tenant attendin' he tendin' yo' tent and attemptin' to back up
They trippin' off of acid still give him a chance to pass the steel
And rap yo' cypher blastin', the passenger gotta grab the wheel
I crashed the Lambo' at the Packer field, kidnap him
I pad the wall and grip a tablet and crack the glass across that bastard's grill
He show up with bandolier and strap across the chest
I'll hand the pistol to your face and still clap when I'm impressed fuckin' clown

If I catch them on my strip out slippin'
I'ma make sure they feel it more then just a little bit