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The Coup

Genres: Hip-Hop

Takin These Lyrics - The Coup

Come up come up man 

Come up come up man 

Come up come up man 

Come up come up man 

 

Get it up, I mean give it up fool, 

Now give me those minerals and those jewels 

Because its me, the E on the attack and I'm back with this jack, and 

Coming up on some products that I'm lacking 

 

Well I'm that other ruthless type of brother 

Oh, you ain't heard about my antics? 

Shit, I ran cliques throughout history 

That left the U.S. frantic 

Get us all romantic 

Before they fucked us I got a hand trick 

With the Glock for these busters 

 

Four hundred years ago fool where is my dough? 

The year is 94 black folks ain't taking it no more 

We on the rise, the Coup is not the bad guys 

You know, taking from the rich giving it back to the poor 

So, yo, put your two faced ass on the floor and get real 

I can't feed my family with a Happy Meal 

 

To the rescue but not Lone Ranger with the lasso 

I got the 9mm pointed at your ass, yo 

So Mr. IBM, give it up smooth (Smooth) 

'Cause this time more than your bowels gon' move 

See, it's a family thing, so don't even trip 

My cousin J.D. got the nine 

And my mama got the extra clip 

So please oh please oh please give me them Nikes and free cheese 

And while your on them knees break me off of my gees 'cause 

 

We are taking these if you please (Cheerio) 

We are taking these if you don't please 

Check it out 

 

We are taking these if you please (Cheerio) 

We are taking these if you don't please 

 

Knock, knock, knock, motherfucker let me in 

I just wanna kick it in your big ass den 

And if you don't like it, take two to the chin 

And show me to the kitchen 'cause my kids is getting dizzy 

I don't have to talk shit about packing a gat, in fact 

You could get bucked by any other motherfucker 

Where I live at 

Hear that? Money here is crystal clear punk 

Fuck that fiscal year junk 

Meet the pistol grip pump 

Pistol grip pump, meet Mr. Rockefeller 

We finna take him out, do him like Old Yeller 

It's been too damn long, his profits ain't been mutual 

That's why today it won't be business as usual 

 

Call me the Repo Man 

I'mma make you equal and 

I'mma get you, if I can't my little sequel can 

I know you're down with the Klan 

But you must understand 

You did the crime 

So now its time to put this 9 in my hand 

So put the money in the bag and 86 the tricks 

Don't forget to add grits with those afro picks 

And free licks on that ass 

'Cause my ass ain't living fat 

Boots you got my back? Where the fuck you at? 

 

I'm getting ammunition out the Pinto hatchback 

Refer to this as "Operation Snatchback" 

'Cause I got the fat sacks hollow tips to distribute equally 

So who's the niggas, thugs, and pimps you mention frequently? 

Gank me with frequency, now I know you got mail 

And if my Glock fails 

Take a sip of this molotov cocktail 

Oh, is that your Rolls Royce? 

Come off up them keys 'cause we are taking these 

Even if you don't please 

 

We are taking these if you please (Cheerio) 

We are taking these if you don't please 

Check it out 

 

We are taking these if you please (Cheerio) 

We are taking these if you don't please 

 

How does it feel when you got no food 

To go to supermarkets so the people wouldn't feel the move 

How does it feel when you got no cash 

How the fuck you think it feel when your pocket's singing "Make it last"? 

 

I choose to rock the boat instead Rock the Vote 

And threw the mayor's body in the bay 

To see if it would sink or float 

You try to be the Mack to me, you can't we got agility 

We taking factories, production plants, and all facilities 

We got a gang of motherfuckas who done ate their Wheaties 

No peace treaties, you swimming in your own feces 

Screwed us now you are through with us and don't need us 

Shoulda used a rubber 'cause this shit develop like a fetus 

 

Sixteen carloads packed full of chicken 

I'm riding shotgun and my trigger finger's itching 

This shit is real we got the Infamil 

Finsta to drop it off at the spot at 23rd and Foothill 

I gives a fuck if you the Army, Navy, or Marines 

Ain't shit to lose 'cause you broke and packing Uzi magazines 

I seen the po-po (pull the trigger) and flipped him the bird, 6 feet in the dirt 

'Cause I guess he hadn't heard that 

 

We are taking these if you please (Cheerio) 

We are taking these if you don't please 

Check it out 

 

We are taking these if you please (Cheerio) 

We are taking these if you don't please 

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