Traduction: Will Haven. Stick Up Kid.
your false sense of security I can control everything I will give you your life I can take it away I will pass my judgement But who will protect me
but I live it though, sick chain glitter roll Never sleep and don't stop gettin' that [Fabolous] Uh, hold up Cain, uh, why wouldn't I have samples of
clock news You ride in a what (what's up), don't get it fucked up Or twisted, cause you'll get it twisted and fucked up And die in that truck (be cautious
understand, is murda mo' They tell me keep my trigga finger easy, I'll open up your body Too many casualties around here, dead bodies around here And I can't get caught up
the train We all would line up in a single-file line And take our turns at waxing girls' behinds But every time it came to me, I was shit out of luck Because I'd stick
still buy it up (Nigga you fucking with a changed man) All my real thug niggas go and get your hands up now, your gonna flip your hands up (Fucking
will expire Cause my guns speak jamaican, they be like "Bloodfire!" Where I'm from, niggas be on some sleak shit They hungry, use they lighters to cook their beef stick
you aint up on thangs Lloyd Banks is the name, G-Units the game Now I know to keep low when the heat blow I'll have niggas post up on ya block like I
if I gotta I will rat-a-tat-a To splatter the guts of nigga with no nuts And if you step to Suave you will have to lay it down [Chorus x2] [Verse 3
All the phones have rung and rung Theyre off the hook, all but one And all the mail stacked up inside Up from the floor, a mile high And like one would
And my minds blown I'm a stick up kid Better watch in you rearview Cause they got issues Fuck around and they will miss you Hurtin up but fuckin up Lucky
my g shock went She in them pumps, not them reeboks kid The only time we fight is on the wii boxin' I don't even keep up with how many g's I spend Usually
Back with another banger to set off the summer Better get up and come a-round cause the way our shit will be cloggin up the toilet You probably should
gotten in me Whatever's gotten into me I don't mind Your dreams of getting the pill, you are literally getting the drill Spitting at will, me and Dre have
i-bitch So in two seconds flat Dre's at my crib The funny thing is we both know where this kid lives And neither one of us have Canadian citizenship
