Them n****s thought they was just gon' lay low, and keep all the dough
Run off with a n***a writers and publishers, and we wouldn't get to bussin'
So I went out and got a lil' chat, track line, Kano
Shockin' C.J. Doce, Elso, then let them suckas know
To uh, put em up, stick em up, we the robbers
Get em up, put em up, we the robbers
Raise em up, get em up, we the robbers
Stick a n***a up, get my money up
Put em up, stick em up, we the robbers
Get em up, put em up, we the robbers
Raise em up, get em up, we the robbers
Stick a n***a up, get my money up
I'm goin' out on a mission, rob all these n****s that you bitchin'
My man style, my love * up, my trigger finger itchin'
I'm known to catch em slippin' while you chillin' at the whole house
Lay down, don't turn around, that Glock 19 in your mouth
Drop it off, drop it off, give me all your dividends
* the good, put you to sleep, your stash filed, I'm goin' in
Child, I am that bitch, I be that bitch that you can't shove
You thought I was just laughin', yeah, that's how you got * up
Rap that tat, give me that, lil' chat, bitch, I get that gas
Think I * with you, but all the time I'm scopin', that's your stack
Heard these n****s lookin' for me, but ho, I ain't bother
How to * the robber, gonna rob the robber
Now chat, we both know that them robbers known for makin' stains
But they didn't know that we was scopin' while they were doin' they thing
Yeah, out to lurkin', stainin', robbin', makin' moves for certain
You splurgin' heavy, wait, we out to get ya, close your curtains
For sure, my crew will lay ya down just like a Confederate statue
A hundred rounds for the Tommy drum, n***a, come and stress it at ya
I'm gunnin' them down, I'm runnin' them down, n***a, lay it down on the ground
Don't make a sound, cough or sneeze, young n***a, don't make me clown
A mack on my face, I'm fast with no trace, so I won't catch no case
N***a don't play, give me the yay or yep, then I holla point spray
So break through your knees, up off them keys, jewelry and all your Gs
Bet I resist up in this vent, n***a, you don't wanna * with these
Put em up, stick em up, we the robbers
Get em up, put em up, we the robbers
Raise em up, get em up, we the robbers
Stick a n***a up, get my money up
Put em up, stick em up, we the robbers
Get em up, put em up, we the robbers
Raise em up, get em up, we the robbers
Stick a n***a up, get my money up
Who it be, my dawg, it's Triggerman, Trag Homan
Out of line with Mack and T-Rod be my homie
Why they call me that? Cause I keep that thang on me
I work well with others, but I'd rather do the work when I'm lonely
Cause n****s is fake, ain't quick to pitch and quick to turn
Say that I don't need a n***a tellin' on me
So I squad and peep my victim out, get his routine down
Even his whereabouts, put the intel together, then I plan it out
Next time I see him, it'll be the choppers out
Run up in that fuckin' house, hog tie him and his spouse
Make him tell me where the cash, clean him out
Call me chill, the way I throw it in that bag
Seriously injurin', yeah, you feelin' me, give up your dope
The high marks piercin', causin' you to start fearin' me
Talk to your head, are you hearin' me?
Robbin' you for your cheese, you better be givin' to me
Smokin' the cushion, then sippin' the lean, also you givin' to me
Me and KKZ, we ready to make a stank
Bust up in your dope, bolt y'all shell to your fuckin' face
Rushin' and dashin' out, all up with all the motherfuckin' trace
Skilled at this *, cause we keepin' the fuckin' gangs away
Just to get that dope, snort through my nose, and my body's super froze
I ain't playin' off, but would you hoes?
Yeah, you know it's how it go
You wanna talk that *? Goddamn, I'm really sick of
Kamikaze, shockin' CJ in this bitch, you get the picture
Put em' up, stick em' up, we the robbers
Get em' up, put em' up, we the robbers
Raise em' up, get em' up, we the robbers
Stick a nigga up, up, get my money up
Put em' up, stick em' up, we the robbers
Get em' up, put em' up, we the robbers
Raise em' up, get em' up, we the robbers
Stick a nigga up, up, get my money up
They call me Dozo, so mafioso, known to leave em' cold
Statchin' haters so, body froze, my strap explode
It's a cold ass world, there ain't no love around here
Catch it slippin' on your clip, better get you * around here
I kick them mice out, kill his blood, thirsty on the team
And we all about to hustle, ain't no lies, I'm triple B
*, he gotta get that money, ain't * funny, got me runnin' up
Mask my face with the pistol in my hand, better take your life, give a motherfuck
We the robbers, we the mobsters, stackin' em' heads
Dodgin' coppers, we them shooters, we them shots
Got the dollars, got the block, I'm puttin' up if you want a piss
Tear the right to the floor, we'll quit, go to the Oaks
For the mafia clips, insane to pray with 30 rounds in
Yo, we the robbers, ain't no hidin' when we comin' through
We six feet when we creepin', man's still a fool
You make a move, it's gon' be your very last move
All we need is that cheese that we actually do
Don't play the role like you wanna be the good guy
You know in the movies, the good guys be the first to die
Tryin' to got this paper, gonna cost you your life
One shot, gonna freeze you like a bag of ice
This a stick up and I don't wanna say it twice
Drop it off, give me some, and make it nice, make it fast
I notice that you movin' slow, don't make me up this other nine
And place it till your kids done
Put em up, stick em up, we the robbers
Get em up, put em up, we the robbers
Raise em up, get em up, we the robbers
Stick a nigga up, get my money up
Put em up, stick em up, we the robbers
Get em up, put em up, we the robbers
Raise em up, get em up, we the robbers
Stick a nigga up, get my money up
Stick a nigga up, get my money up