Stickup (1st Take)

[Intro: 3rd Eye] We in this motherfucker for real Know what I'm saying? Check it, check it [Chorus: 3rd Eye] Big up, big up, it's a stick up, stick up Big up, big up, it's a stick up, nigga Big up, big up, it's a stick up, stick up Big up, big up, it's a stick up, nigga [Verse 1: 3rd Eye] I pack gats, best to back up off me Get that ass open like a body part melting I make up and I break, make a snake stab a snake I rock techniques, y'all freak the funky fly shit, 3rd Eye shit When I get ill, my skill's simply amazing A schizo, I flip like I forgot to take my pills Sinking deep up in your bed, then y'all bring all 2 of them Sick motherfucker from the projects I grew up in And do incredible, unforgettable shit, you know? Them niggas from the ghetto, no, they don't be bullshitting 1993, we coming harder [?] [Chorus: 3rd Eye] Big up, big up, it's a stick up, stick up Big up, big up, it's a stick up, nigga Big up, big up, it's a stick up, stick up Big up, big up, it's a stick up, nigga [Verse 2: TROO-KULA] Ayo, here yee, have you heard of me, '93 Take a look-sie, you don't even know me Well, I flip that shit like them racist niggas up in California See me, prolly counting, yo enough of that Fuck that, having that Yo, I'm on a ill track, big raps, you want facts, black Is it time to get ill? Yo, I feel sicker than a junkie cold turkey Man, I need a bitch, how you wanna lick Hold me hostage, me in bondage, imagine I may burn your priest yo My nigga West is kinda Schizo, I'm psycho (Yeah) Leave us alone, we can hold our own Jimmy Crack Corn, word is bond I be wettin' niggas mortuaries up, they wouldn't know it When the funeral, burial I'm coming strapped It's that nigga wanted throwing that nigga on his back I'm the gat [Chorus: 3rd Eye] Big up, big up, it's a stick up, stick up Big up, big up, it's a stick up, nigga Big up, big up, it's a stick up, stick up Big up, big up, it's a stick up, nigga Big up, big up, it's a stick up, stick up Big up, big up, it's a stick up, nigga Big up, big up, it's a stick up, stick up Big up, big up, it's a stick up, nigga [Verse: The Notorious B.I.G.] Yes, love, I love your fuckin' attitude When a nigga play pussy, that's the nigga that's gettin' screwed And bruised up from the pistol whippin' Welts on the neck from the necklace strippin' Then I'm dippin' up the block and I'm robbin' bitches, too Up the herringbones and bamboos I wouldn't give a fuck if you're pregnant Give me the baby rings and the #1 Mom pendant, huh I'm slammin' niggas like Shaquille, shit is real When it's time to eat a meal, I rob and steal Mom duke ain't givin' me shit So for the bread and butter, I leave niggas in the gutter Huh, word to mother, I'm dangerous Crazier than a bag of fuckin' angel dust When I bust my gat, motherfuckers take dirt naps I'm all that and a dime sack, where the paper at? [Chorus: The Notorious B.I.G. & Diddy] Big up, big up, it's a stickup, stickup Big up, big up, it's a stickup, nigga Big up, big up, it's a stickup, stickup Big up, big up, it's a stickup, nigga Big up, big up, it's a stick up, stick up Big up, big up, it's a stick up, nigga Big up, big up, it's a stick up, stick up Big up, big up, it's a stick up, nigga