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Charles its long and it aint got Sears on it Anytime I got a personal problem this the only homeboy I call (Oh this?) Is just something that a carry with me all the time Just incase one of these motherfuckers loose they mind And run up on me like I aint gone hold it down for mine I can show you better than tryin to tell ya bout it See once upon a time I think Pitt was the county Where these niggas used to run around armed and robbin There was this little boy by the name of Moses Had to run home keep from gettin me jewelry stolen Till one day nigga caught a hold to him Did what they wanted to em stole my little Gucci coat Oh naw (hell naw) Shit yeah they did (Whatchu do about it?) What the fuck you think I did? Told Grama, granny told Grampa Grampa took his grandson in the backyard (here boy) Gave me somethin spossed to take the pressure off Instead he teach me how to shoot at the mouth (ahhhh) Put the money in the bag bitch 'fo I blow yo head off Get yo ass on the floor nigga think a motherfucka playin with yall This right here came from Mr.

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Charles its long and it aint got Sears on it (and i) Anytime I got a personal problem this the only homeboy I call I wonder how many thought about Petey Pab When I was apache rappin in the penetentury yard Eatin viennie weenies outa chanteens, smokin on roll-ups, strokin on my love meat Waitin for the day cut in the term and free So I could get out here and make mama proud of me And do the right thing run up on the right man That can pull the right string get to where I'm possed to be Had to get ejected cause the game a cold Anywhere and when the motherfucka slammed the door Oh no, hell naw (say what!?) Get lost (Hold up) Wait a minute dog (Sorry Charlie) Fucked around one night went out in New York When I met one of the brothers 'up-in-ala-boys' Ever since then money been a real long head That bout says it all (c'mon) Put the money in the bag bitch 'fo I blow yo head off Get yo ass on the floor nigga think a motherfucka playin with yall This right here came from Mr.

Overall, the song outlines the violence and desperation of a life of crime and the necessity to carry a weapon for self-protection.Yeah I seen em come through here a couple times I didnt think nuttin of em Y'know what I'm sayin But that shit you dont talk that huh? That shit shocked everybody Put the money in the bag bitch 'fo I blow yo head off (whoa) Get yo ass on the floor nigga think a motherfucka playin with yall (yessir) This right here came from Mr. The third verse is a call-out to a radio station host who refuses to play his music, and the speaker demands respect from anyone who talks badly about him. He then narrates about an incident in which he was robbed of his Gucci coat, and his grandfather taught him how to use a gun and shoot back at his attackers. The second verse mentions that the speaker always carries a weapon with him in case someone tries to attack him. Charles, who seems to be a kind of criminal associate. However, he speaks of having personal problems that make him rely on Mr. The verse also talks about his desire to make his mother proud and turn away from illicit activities. The first verse describes the speaker's experience in prison and how he maintained himself there by buying weed and masturbating.

The chorus reveals the nature of the situation as a hold-up, with the speaker demanding money or else he will shoot them. The song 'Stick Em Up' by Petey Pablo appears to be a narrative about a life of crime and carrying a weapon for self-defense.

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