[Intro: Sheek Louch]
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Red Spyda, bring that in, son
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Uh, Wu-Block
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[Sheek Louch]
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Yeah, keep talkin' bout that money, I'mma ("Stick 'em!") hahaha ("Stick 'em!")
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Send a bitch home with him, let her tell us where to get him
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Got the hollows in that ruger, I'm looking at your chain
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Cuz the diamonds look clearer then that water in Aruba
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You ain't even gotta jack 'em, you barely need a gun
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You can walk up and smack 'em, they so soft
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Then you got the rats, that fat should be up north
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Donnie on his bullshit, mask and a full clip
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Hopping out that whip, I'mma ("Stick 'em!") hahaha ("Stick 'em!")
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Lay 'em down on the floor, my man at the door
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My other homey downstairs, hand on the four
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I ain't even gotta kill 'em, I'm just coming for that raw, I'mma
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[Chorus: Ghostface Killah {Jadakiss}]
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Brrr, stick 'em! Hahaha, stick 'em!
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Yo, my daughter said stick 'em (stick 'em) momma said stick 'em (stick 'em)
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My son said 'Daddy, if he move, I'mma lick him' {Wu-Block!}
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My grandmother go to church to pray on my victims
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She said brr, stick 'em, hahaha, stick 'em
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[Ghostface Killah]
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Y'all know me, I'm a slim nigga, from a large family
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The burner get passed around the crew like a Grammy
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My little man with autism, he looked at me
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And looked at duke and said ("Stick 'em!") Why ya'll lookin' at me? ("Stick 'em!")
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I help you remove the body but where we gon' ship 'em
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Fuck it, I just drawed on him, he duck, cupped his jewels
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And said 'shoot me, I'm not giving it up'
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Aww shit, it's gon' be a long day
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Hope maintenance got enough mops for this hallway
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The chrome still smelling like Ajax
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Rip the jew-els off his neck, like 'chill, pa, relax'
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Understanding came through, C-Allah ripped him
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The doc had to staple his face, a straight victim
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This how we do it on Staten, we hardly get caught
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With our hoodies off, let alone a ratchet
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[Chorus]
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[Jadakiss]
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Get my hands on the hawk I'mma ("Stick 'em!") AIDS needle I'mma ("Stick 'em!")
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Got the red nose off the leash and I can't wait to sick 'em
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Usually make 'em take it off, slow when I'm strip 'em
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Probably better to kill 'em, cuz he can't take the whipping
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Consider it charity, VVS clarity
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The ARA, is the Arm Robber Academy
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Just put it in a bag, I don't care, whatever, holmes
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The big shit, all the way down to the heroine bones
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Credit cards, debit cards, everybody, get it, God
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Wedding bands, birthstones, camouflage, Earth tones
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Yeah, my cloth is cut different
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It don't cost nothing to just listen, but if not, I'mma
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[Chorus]
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"Stick 'em!" - [x4]
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Stick Up Kids
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Ghostface Killah |