paroles de chanson Aggravated Robbery - Project Pat
Stick
'em
up,
Stick
'em
up
Raise
'em
up,
Raise
'em
up
Buck
'em
down,
'buck
em
down
(Now
that
should
be
fun)
(4X)
(Project
Pat)
I'm
Psycho-
pathic,
behind
the
trig-ga
I
needed
loot
so,
I
had
to
rob
ya
But
face
steel
cause
ya,
a
coward
to
me
I
grab
the
pop
ya,
before
ya
do
me
Ya
high
cap-pin
friend,
flex-in
in
my
hood
I'm
out
here
star-vin,
you
live-in
real
good
As
long
as
I
got,
a
toll
I
stay
paid
You
keep
sell-in
dope,
there's
cheese
to
be
made
Pull
up
on
the
track,
niggas
start
to
bell-in
I
pulled
out
my
gat,
that's
my
dope
y'all
sell-in
So
check
on
in
boy,
break
yo
self
on
down
You
got
10
dollars,
that's
more
than
I
have
Could
be
petish
thangs,
bet-ter
than
noth-ang
Even
you
roll
fools,
go
get
me
some-thang
Don't
get
your-self
hurt,
slaught-ered
like
a
hog
I'm
out
on
these
streets,
crawl-in
like
a
dog
Stick
'em
up,
Stick
'em
up
Raise
'em
up,
Raise
'em
up
Buck
'em
down,
'buck
em
down
(Now
that
should
be
fun)
(repeat
4X)
Open
seas-ame,
the
safe
in
the
floor
What
I
told
the
clerk,
at
the
cor-ner
store
A
mask
on
my
face,
for
cam-ras
to
see
A
glock
to
his
dome,
bitch
don't
play
with
me
Ya
don't
know
the
code,
his
eyes
I
see
fear
Cause
it's
bout
to
get
ugly
up
in
here
The
boy
blew
my
high,
the
gun
blew
his
ass
Right
off
with
his
man-ager
in
the
back
Ball-in
off
the
lot,
no
cheese
mad
as
fuck
Half-way
down
the
street,
some
hoes
from
the
club
Pulled
up
at
the
light,
in
benzo
with
rims
Now
im
act-in
like,
im
holler-in
at
them
(Project
Pat)
Wussup
with
y'all?
What
y'all
doin
out
this
late
Girls:
Shit!
Just
leaving
the
club.
What's
the
business
(Project
Pat)
Let
me
get
y'all
number
And
them
rings,
and
that
purse
All
that
mother-fucking
shit
around
yo
neck!
Bitch!
Let
me
get
this
shit
hoe
Drop
it
all!
Shut
up
bitch!
Shut
up
bitch
Stick
'em
up,
Stick
'em
up
Raise
'em
up,
Raise
'em
up
Buck
'em
down,
'buck
em
down
(Now
that
should
be
fun)
(repeat
2X)
Robbers
we
hang,
in
hoods
where
they
clean
Jack-in
any-one,
from
creature
to
fiend
Addicted
to
this,
just
like
it
was
crack
You
sniff
in
the
stream,
my
tones
to
your
back
I'm
out
on
the
lake,
while
you
on
a
date
Your
bitch
looking
good,
you
clean
so
I
hate
You
take-in
your
time,
to
wine
and
to
dine
But
times
on
my
side,
so
I'm
goin
goin
hide
In
bushes
your
house,
pull
up
we
jump
out
With
mask-is
and
gun,
then
duct
tape
your
mouth
The
girl
you
was
with,
gave
us
the
info
That
you
was
a
head
big
nig-ga
with
doe
A
kidnap
can
turn
into
a
murd-er
Now
where
is
the
stash,
45
will
serve-ya
We
take-in
the
loot,
never
think-in
twice
Either
it's
the
cheese,
or
either
your
life
Stick
'em
up,
Stick
'em
up
Raise
'em
up,
Raise
'em
up
Buck
'em
down,
'buck
em
down
(Now
that
should
be
fun)
(repeat
4X)
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1 Chickenhead (feat. La Chat & Three 6 Mafia)
2 Out There, Pt. 2 (Skit)
3 Cheese and Dope
4 Whole Lotta Weed
5 Don't Save Her
6 If You Ain't from My Hood (feat. DJ Paul & Juicy J)
7 Gorilla Pimp
8 Break da Law 2001
9 So Hi
10 201 Phone Call - Skit
11 We Can Get Gangsta
12 Ski Mask
13 Life We Live
14 Yall Niggaz Ain't No Killaz, Yall Niggaz Some Hoes
15 Ooh Nuthin'
16 We Ain't Scared Hoe
17 Aggravated Robbery
18 North, North
19 Fuckin' with the Best
20 Mission Impossible (Pt. 5 Million) - Outro
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