CB4 Soundtrack

Stick `Em Up<br><br>Face down don`t turn around<br>listen to the bass pound<br>from all type of angles<br>this ain`t no star spangled banner<br>more juice than tropicana<br>Rock from New York to Savannah<br>Cause it`s Macka Framma?<br>When I go to a show<br>Some run some come plenty have fun<br>To watch a nig get dumb<br>the right way, the hype way, the tight way<br>You`re fucking right that I might say...<br><br>Chorus<br><br>Fronters get confronted while stunts get stunted<br>And my homies get blunted while the rats get hunted<br>so if you want it here it is so put em up or shut em up<br>Smack`em down and I`ll yell pick`em up so get`em up<br>word em up, as I fuck it up I tear it up<br>so listen up and don`t move just play the groove<br>Don`t dime when I crime cause kid that`s <br>Fessin` up but when I pull out my mag<br>Just raise em up<br><br>Chorus<br><br>One to the Three to the motherfuckin` two<br>and you don`t know what I`ma do<br>that`s because you`re new but<br>I got the kaya ta make you feel higher<br>so say what you want you motherfuckin` liar<br>Don`t mean to boast I don`t mean to brag but I got the grab bag<br>Of funky shit you wish you had<br>But It`s the pace that we gotta pick up so stickem up<br><br>hands high reach for the sky<br>but don`t try to get fly cause it`s easy to die<br>Just like a blink of an eye when the shots rang<br>Boom bang rat ta tat tat<br>watch your back cause I`m coming black<br>kill that yig yag put the money in the bag<br>Pass the zags with the Billboard Mag<br>But freeze feel the breeze if ya sneeze than you`re shot<br>Now ya gotta run what`cha got<br><br>Chorus