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"Takin These" was written by Raymond Riley.
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Come up, come up, man repeat

Get it up, I mean give it up fool
Now give me those minerals and those jewels
Because it's me the E O V Atech and I'm back with this jacket
Getting up on some products that I'm lacking

Well, I'm that other goof less type of brother
Oh you ain't heard about my antique shit
I ran clique for Mr B, they left the us frantic, get us all romantic
Before they fucked us trying to hand trick

With a glock fore they bust us
Four hundred years ago fool, where is my gold?
The year is 94 black folks ain't taking it no more
Be on the rise the coup is not the bad guys

You know taking it from the rich giving it back to the poor
So you put your two faced ass on the floor and get real
I can't feed my family with a happy meal
To the rescue but not long ranger with the lass
So I got the 9mm pointed at your ass

Yo so Mr IBM give it up smooth
'Cos this time all of your bowels gonna move
See it's a family thing so don't even trip
My cousin jetty got the 9 and my mama got the extra clip
So please, oh please, oh please, give me them Nikes and free cheese
And while your on them knees break me off of my gees 'cos

We are taking these if you please
Cheerio
We are taking these if you don't please
Check it out

We are taking these if you please
Cheerio
We are taking these if you don't please
Check it out

Knock, knock, motherfucka, let me in
I just wanna kick it in your big ass den
And if you don't like it take two to the chin
And show me to the kitchen cos my kids are getting thin

I don't have to talk shit about packing a gack in fact
You could get fucked by any other motherfucker
Where I live at hear that money here is crystal clear punk
Fuck that fiscal year junk, meet the pistol gripped punk

Pistol gripped punk meet Mr Rockefeller
We gonna take 'em out do 'em like ole yella
It's been too damn long, this proper day mutual
That's why today it wont be business as usual

Call me the repo man, I'm a make you equal and
I'm get you if yo play my little sequel can
I know your down with the klan but you must understand
You did the crime so now its time to put this 9 in my hand

So put the money in the bag and 86 the tricks
Don't forget to add grits with those afro picks
And free licks on that ass 'cos my ass is living fat
Boots you got my back where the fuck you at

I'm getting ammunition out the pinto hatchback
Refer to this as operation snatch back
Because I got the bullets and the hollow tips to distribute equally
So whose the niggas thugs and pimps you mention frequently

Take me with frequency now I know you got mail
And if my glocks fails take a sip of this Molotov cocktail
Oh, is that your Rolls Royce come off up them keys
'Cos we are taking these even if you don't please

We are taking these if you please
Cheerio
We are taking these if you don't please
Check it out

How does it feel when you got no food
Take out the supermarkets so the people wouldn't feel the move
How does it feel when you got no cash
How the fuck you thank you for it when your pocket singing naked land?

I choose to rock the boat instead to rock the boat
And threw the mayor's body in the bay
To see if it will sink or float.
You try to be anectomy, you can't we got agility

We taking factories production plants and all facilities
We got a gang of motherfuckas who done eat their wheaties
No pipsqueaks you swimming in your own feces
Proved us now you are through with us and don't need us

Should I use the rubber 'cos this shit developing up like a fetus
16 condos packed full of chickens I ride shot gun
And my trigger finger's itching this shit is real
We got the info meal is to drop it of fat the spot the 20 30 cubicle

I give a fuck if you the army navy or marines
Ain't seen the news cos you're bubble packing uzi magazines
I see the po folks pull the trigger and flip the birdies 6 feet in the dirt
'Cos I guess he hadn't heard that

We are taking these if you please
Cheerio
We are taking these if you don't please
Check it out

Songwriters
RAYMOND RILEY

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