Aggravated Robbery Lyrics - Mista Don't Play - 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 

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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 

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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)