Stik 'n' Muve - Onyx

Oh shit.

yo, y’knahmsayin?

That shit just shot duke in the face

(That nigga right there!)

Nigga gotta be dead.

Fuck that then, let’s rob that nigga man

Take that nigga watch and get the fuck out of here

(Fuck him!)

Aiyyo, young brothers out there

shouldn’t be stickin up people y’know?

Give me the money, give me the money

Here comes Sonee the greaser

Sees the hostages;

my conscience keeps tellin me I should just

Hit 'em high, hit 'em low, everywhere I go

There’s no coppers, to stop us, the pros, our motto

is stick 'n' muve, stick 'n' muve, stick 'n' muve, stick 'n' muve

8 o’clock in the mornin, time to wake up

Another brother gettin paid, and away, it’s a stick up

No time to even, take a bath

Strictly cash, tax free quick fast

Grab my Polo, jumped in the Timberland boots

I got Audi, time to get rowdy

Shiftee, low down gritty and grimy

I guess I gotta find my crimey

Sticky Fingaz, yo that’s Sticky Fingaz

Jetted to the ave.

in a half of a second

He wasn’t at the spot, so the stop I was checkin

Met him on the way, tucked away was the weapon

Stick 'n' muve, stick 'n' muve, stick 'n' muve, stick 'n' muve

Single handed me and Mickey barely took a trip to Linden

Picked up some cheeba and some brew and yo what else?

Screamin «NOTHING!»

Now we on the East train back and said «SOMETHING!»

Oops, since I stooped, the 40-deuce get loose

Seen three other troopers and they tried to call a truce

One had a link, the other a goose

You know what we took, and you know what we left

But the third one played a punk he dissed his posse and stepped

With Sticky on the loose, there was nothin he could do

So I pulled out the old tape ducted twenty-two

But that was only petty skills, the Philly Freddie

Stick 'n' muve, stick 'n' muve, stick 'n' muve, stick 'n' muve

Yeah, yeah;

hand over the money

Don’t get like «Doc, what’s up Doc?»

This is Mugs Bunny and ain’t nuttin funny;

ha, it’s a stick up

Sticky got sticky and tricky with the wallet

But this ain’t «El Segundo»

It’s just the four, bad, brothers from the ghetto

Stick 'n' muve, stick 'n' muve, stick 'n' muve, stick 'n' muve

We had an option after 12 in the city

Man we gonna roll with some like Nitti

But first we got trips, because the man got geese

Yo mister I just got robbed;

have you seen the police?

Nah, none over here — good, so run all your gear

Rolex watch, rings, the Gucci underwear

You might think I’m sorta out of order

but I’ll rob you for a quarter — say whitey’s youse a goner

Youse a goner wanna, call the pork, pig

Ya dig, police, peace!

Stick 'n' muve.

stick 'n' muve.

stick 'n' muve.

stick 'n' muve

Aiyyo, young brothers out here

shouldn’t be stickin up people y’know?

(That's a no no)

This is a story about Sticky Fingaz and show

And there was a

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Stick 'n' muve

Yeah yeah, hand over the money

(Yeah yeah — gimme the money, gimme the money)

Yeah yeah, hand over the money

(Yeah yeah — gimme the money, gimme the money)

Hit 'em high, hit 'em low

Gimme the money, gimme the money

Hit 'em high, hit 'em low

Gimme the money, gimme the money

Hit 'em high, hit 'em low

Gimme the money, gimme the money

Yeah yeah, hand over the money