Blaze Ya Dead Homie, Anybody Killa - Stick Ya Hands Up lyrics

Life in the city, is out of control
(Stick ya hands up, Stick ya hands up)
Life in the city, is out of control
(Stick ya hands up, Stick ya hands up)

I catch'em while they sleeping
Always on point never fall off
Known as a black hearse
Who came to haul your ass off
All your talking, need to stop
Before I get stupid
And then let the motherfkin' gat pop
I got a rumor for you bitches, at the core
I strangle seven hoes
And I'm looking for a couple more
So if you get in my way, we got
Beef, and I'ma gut you like a fish
With my razor sharp teeth
I'm a pit-bull without a muzzle
Held down by the Psychopathic family
(Family)
Checkmate motherfker, this is Colton
Turn your body into dust where you standing
Darkness is my weapon, and caution is advised
I'll spit some shit
And draw the blood clear up out your eyes
Go on and stick your hands up
And empty your pockets
I'm leaving with our money, your rings
And your momma's life

Stick yo' hands up, this is a robbery
Stick yo' hands up
Come up out your jewels and your money
Stick yo' hands up
You know that you done fked up 'cause!
Stick yo' hands up
Now you in the presence of a thug
Life in the city, is out of control
What you gonna do? Where you gonna
Go? How you gonna live?
Bloody bullet holes, should have stayed
Safe, in with yo' shit, and laid low

Raise'em up, let me see the blood rush
We only coming for the good shit
So give it up
Life's a obstacle, and the object is
To get with it or just get dealt with
So put them bitches sky-high
You think they care if you die
Fk that tear in your eye (man why you crying)
I ain't playing
Do you see my homie smiling?
Man, let me see the watch
Is this gold? Are these diamonds? (Cha-Ching)
Dawg, give me all your shit (Give it up)
And all rest of you, better sew them lips
Acting like I'm playing a game
Who wants to be the first victim
To reveal they brain
I suggest you keep them up, you
Heard what my homie said, bitch check nuts
Stick'em up, keep'em up, don't move
Cause you fking with some killers for real
(ooh)

Stick yo' hands up, this is a robbery
Stick yo' hands up
Come up out your jewels and your money
Stick yo' hands up
You know that you done fked up 'cause!
Stick yo' hands up
Now you in the presence of a thug
Life in the city, is out of control
What you gonna do? Where you gonna
Go? How you gonna live?
Bloody bullet holes, should have stayed
Safe, in with yo' shit, and laid low

Put your hands up
This is a motherfking stick-up
Don't nobody move
Or they gonna get they throat cut
I'm low on fetty, and I got to get paid
I want it all, so go on, and empty the safe
My homies in the lobby, hand on the 4-5
Don't even think about running
You move and you die
Wanna test me, no vest can protect thee
Am I lying ABK?

Man, I suggest we let them see
Put your backs to the wall
Keep your hands where I can see'em
(see'em)
You messed around and got caught up
Best believe it (yep)
Back again, drive-bys, gunshot wounds
And if you ever doubt it, than you doomed
Death by us, cooperate
Smartness is the key factor
To give your life a whole new chapter (real)
Mister tough guys don't live long
Cause I'm down to take them
Out with the chrome you know what I mean?

Stick yo' hands up, this is a robbery
Stick yo' hands up
Come up out your jewels and your money
Stick yo' hands up
You know that you done fked up 'cause!
Stick yo' hands up
Now you in the presence of a thug
Life in the city, is out of control
What you gonna do? Where you gonna
Go? How you gonna live?
Bloody bullet holes, should have stayed
Safe, in with yo' shit, and laid low