Heads Up lyrics

Artist  : Baby 
Song : Heads Up



 Send "Heads Up" Ringtone to your Cell 

 

[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)]