Stand Up

(albüm: I'm A Hitta: The Mixtape - 2011)

Dip Set, stand up
Leron, stand up
D Town, stand up
Avenue, stand up (Aye)
Throw them fucking trays up
Throw them fucking trays up (Aye)
Throw them fucking trays up
Throw them fucking trays up (Aye)
Low Life, stand up
Murder drive, stand up
Dogg Pound, stand up
Parkway, stand up (Aye)
Throw them fucking trays up
Throw them fucking trays up
Throw them fucking trays up (Aye, aye, aye)
Throw them fucking trays up

No, this ain't a movie, but this the future presentation
Fuck the bullshit, I'm going in about the situation
Hit his ass up with that .9, no hesitation
Have his ass beat like a bitch on a menstruation
Aw, I don't think he realize what his ass facing
'Til I catch late-night slipping in that gas station
Leave your ass in that gas station
Send him to the morgue and turn his ass into a karma patient
It's a bang, bang gang
Eastside, what up
I'm young money crazy, lil' Vernon, that's my brother
Free my nigga Maino
Rest in peace Weebo
Leron, bitch, throw them L's up for Lil Moe
I don't got to shoot, my lil' niggas come and let it blow
If you looking for me, we be posted by the corner store
[?] city, we the best on the fucking [?]
I don't know what you'll do for your respect, but imma die for mine

Dip Set, stand up
Leron, stand up
D Town, stand up
Avenue, stand up
Throw them fucking trays up
Throw them fucking trays up
Throw them fucking trays up
Throw them fucking trays up
Low Life, stand up
Murder drive, stand up
Dogg Pound, stand up
Parkway, stand up
Throw them fucking trays up
Throw them fucking trays up
Throw them fucking trays up
Throw them fucking trays up

Hating is my major, that's crazy, so stop then
Navy blue, Impala, tint windows, riding '010
I'm tryna rest in green, I ain't tryna rest in peace
This rapping, and this street shit
Getting close to me shit
Leaning every day like I'm tryna OD, shit
Laid back, .40 on my lap, lowkey shit
Hustle on knees, Four Corners, 4C shit
Niggas talking to the lot, hoping we don't see shit
[?] got called up
Charges being brought up
Word from his mama, tryna slam him with a [?]
You know that Tim case that he beat was being brought up
Charles, don't worry, we keeping eyes on your daughters
Leave the lot, no evidence
Popping all revolvers
[?] we drove Chargers
Clip long as shoe strings
Clapping shells, wafters
Aiming at no kids, at no boys, at no toddlers

Dip Set, stand up
Leron, stand up
D Town, stand up
Avenue, stand up
Throw them fucking trays up
Throw them fucking trays up
Throw them fucking trays up
Throw them fucking trays up
Low Life, stand up
Murder drive, stand up
Dogg Pound, stand up
Parkway, stand up
Throw them fucking trays up
Throw them fucking trays up
Throw them fucking trays up
Throw them fucking trays up