Aggravated Robbery Lyrics
| Song | Aggravated Robbery |
| Artist | Project Pat |
| Album | Mista Don't Play: Everythangs Workin' |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 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 **** | |
| 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-****ing 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) |
| 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 trigga | |
| 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 cappin friend, flexin in my hood | |
| I' m out here starvin, you livein real good | |
| As long as i got, a toll i stay paid | |
| You keep sellin dope, there' s cheese to be made | |
| Pull up on the track, niggas start to bellin | |
| I pulled out my gat, that' s my dope y' all sellin | |
| So check on in boy, break yo self on down | |
| You got 10 dollars, that' s more than i have | |
| Could be petish thangs, better than nothang | |
| Even you roll fools, go get me somethang | |
| Don' t get yourself hurt, slaughtered like a hog | |
| I' m out on these streets, crawlin 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 seasame, the safe in the floor | |
| What i told the clerk, at the corner store | |
| A mask on my face, for camras 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 manager in the back | |
| Ballin off the lot, no cheese mad as | |
| Halfway down the street, some hoes from the club | |
| Pulled up at the light, in benzo with rims | |
| Now im actin like, im hollerin 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 ing 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 | |
| Jackin anyone, 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 takein 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 maskis and gun, then duct tape your mouth | |
| The girl you was with, gave us the info | |
| That you was a head big nigga with doe | |
| A kidnap can turn into a murder | |
| Now where is the stash, 45 will serveya | |
| We takein the loot, never thinkin 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 |
| 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 trigga | |
| 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 cappin friend, flexin in my hood | |
| I' m out here starvin, you livein real good | |
| As long as i got, a toll i stay paid | |
| You keep sellin dope, there' s cheese to be made | |
| Pull up on the track, niggas start to bellin | |
| I pulled out my gat, that' s my dope y' all sellin | |
| So check on in boy, break yo self on down | |
| You got 10 dollars, that' s more than i have | |
| Could be petish thangs, better than nothang | |
| Even you roll fools, go get me somethang | |
| Don' t get yourself hurt, slaughtered like a hog | |
| I' m out on these streets, crawlin 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 seasame, the safe in the floor | |
| What i told the clerk, at the corner store | |
| A mask on my face, for camras 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 manager in the back | |
| Ballin off the lot, no cheese mad as | |
| Halfway down the street, some hoes from the club | |
| Pulled up at the light, in benzo with rims | |
| Now im actin like, im hollerin 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 ing 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 | |
| Jackin anyone, 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 takein 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 maskis and gun, then duct tape your mouth | |
| The girl you was with, gave us the info | |
| That you was a head big nigga with doe | |
| A kidnap can turn into a murder | |
| Now where is the stash, 45 will serveya | |
| We takein the loot, never thinkin 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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