Heads Up Lyrics

Heads Up lyrics

[Chorus (Baby)]
I hear them people coming daddy (Heads up!)
You better get
to running daddy (Heads up!)
They walking through the court man (Heads
up!)
You better stash your dope man (Heads up!)

[Lac]
I hear them
people coming daddy (Heads up!)
You better get to running daddy (Heads
up!)
They walking through the court man (Heads up!)
You better stash your
dope man (Heads up!)

[Baby]
Aye, I heard it was a murder
(murder)
Robbing and kidnapping
Lil one with that jaw jacking
Saying
that he stacking - ain't packing
That tool go to clapping
You hear that
"click:pow"
Move out before the "click, click:pow"

[Stone]
Man I
don't like that nigga anyway
I heard he been ratting

[Lac]
We can
drag him to the river Stone

[Stone]
Nah, leave him for
Atrice

[Lac]
Look, I'm a gangsta, hustler, hoodlum (slow down)
I
came with the four pounds (pounds)
So fucking let it go down (go
down)
I'm tired of them niggas talking
I'm letting the trigga
sparker
Bull dog barking - Cadillac done did em' awful

[Baby]
He
ratting, stooping, bitching, and busting balls
Say Lac, I'ma send this nigga
to the mall (It is what it is)
Its one way in dog - Heads up!
Grab on them
K-9 dogs

[Chorus]

[Stone]
Stunna a street nigga, straight
up
Make him act as money
And I don't sleep nigga
I stay up in a black
600
I play for keeps nigga (so pay up, ain't jacking nothing)
The price
is cheap nigga (Heads up! Crackers coming)

[Baby]
See I'm a known D
Boy so they hits my spot
Put my homies on they knees and they check for
rocks
So we change stash spots cause the blocks is hot
On the rag-less
cars so they can't clip my spots

[Lac]
The Caprice's on the block
moving slow-ly (slow-ly)
That's the mother fucking po-lice
Here come the
laws nigga heads up (heads up)
Better raise up (raise up) Big chips if ya
made something

[Baby]
Move, move out nigga
They coming through
(what about the traffic daddy?)
Nigga, fuck you!
Heads up you know what
to do
You best to break, run, cause nigga they coming
through

[Chorus]

[Lac]
They told me put my hands on the car
and show me your hands
I had some raw in my draws so I broke out and
ran
I can't afford to be busted til my money advance
But I'm running with
the Birdman - so I'm straight nigga

[Baby]
I'm on the block with the
rocks and the 44
Its hot and we still burn a pound of dro'
Million
stashed in the trunk or compartment doors
A hundred birds stashed in a
Bentley four door

[Stone]
I'm sticking to Tha G-Code - Tees and
Bauts
Break it up (?) covered in rocks
Got a bitch on every exit that's
holding my blocks
And I drive a (?) but keep my Lexus by my older
shops
Streets watching - I know that's why I'm on my shit
When them
people riding with four doors - up my click
Showing them off to rookie cops
to watch out for me
And I know this from crooked cops that get blocks from
me

[Chorus (Fades to Baby talking)]