Stick up kids is out to tax [x2]
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And this is how the story goes
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Brothers are amused by others brother's reps
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But the thing they know best is where the gun is kept
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'Cause in the night, you'll feel fright
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And at the sight of a 4-5th, I guess you just might
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Wanna do a dance or two
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'Cause they could maybe bust you for self or wit a crew
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No matter is you or your brother's a star
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He could pop you in check without a getaway car
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And some might say that he's a dummy
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But sticking you and taking all of your money
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It's a daily operation
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He might be loose in the park or lurking at the train station
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Mad brothers know his name
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So he thinks he got a little fame
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From the stick-up game
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And while we're blaming society
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He's at a party with his man
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They got their eye on the gold chain
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That the next man's wearing
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It looks big but they ain't staring
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Just thinking of a way and when to get the brother
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They'll be long gone before the kid recovers
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And back around the way, he'll have the chain on his neck
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Claimin' respect, Just to get a rep
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Ten brothers in a circle
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Had the kid trapped, the one wit the hood, he said, "We'll hurt you"
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If you don't run out your dues and pay
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Give up the Rolex watch or you won't see another day
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See, they were on the attack
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And one said, "Yo, you wanna make this to a homicide rap?
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Make it fast so we can be on our way
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Kick in the rings and everything, ok?"
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The kid was nervous and flinching
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And little shorty with the 3-8, yo, he was inchin
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Closer and closer, put the gun to his head
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Shorty was down to catch a body instead
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Money was scared so he panicked
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Took off his link and his rings and ran frantic
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But shorty said, "Now" pulled the trigger and stepped
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It was nothing, he did it just to get a rep
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Just To Get A Rep (LP version)
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Gang Starr |