Hands Up
(专辑: Full Metal Jackit - 2004)
Yeah, fuck you nigga, you broke Nigga, 'bout to rob me a
nigga, put yo' hands up nigga Go and empty ya pockets (it's like that?) Take ya money out yo' wallet (it's like that?) Nigga give me all ya jewelry (it's like that?) Hell yeah, talk slick and I'mma peel yo' cap Go and empty ya pockets (it's like that?) Take ya money out yo' wallet (it's like that?) Nigga give me all ya jewelry (it's like that?) Hell yeah, talk slick and I'mma peel yo' cap Go put yo' hands up homie, bitch I'm broke This a
muthafucking stickup, it ain't no joke If you don't wanna get a
slug put up in yo' throat Then I
suggest you hop out that Davoucci coat Bow, you ain't got nutting to worry about Talk shit lil nigga, I'mma hurl ya out I'm way outta control, my abandon is reckless I
might shoot you for yo' watch and yo' necklace Yeah, you looking like a
million bucks So I'mma hit yo' ass up while you sit in the
truck Broad daylight nigga I
ain't giving a
fuck You got som' that I
want, well you giving it up "Don't shoot me" man I
ain't gon' shoot yo' ass Put yo' face in the
grass, nigga give me the
cash Don't be coming around my neighborhood tryna floss If you do you gon' pay the
cost, like this Go and empty ya pockets (it's like that?) Take ya money out yo' wallet (it's like that?) Nigga give me all ya jewelry (it's like that?) Hell yeah, talk slick and I'mma peel yo' cap Go and empty ya pockets (it's like that?) Take ya money out yo' wallet (it's like that?) Nigga give me all ya jewelry (it's like that?) Hell yeah, talk slick and I'mma peel yo' cap Go on witcha punk ass, yeah keep fronting You say you roll deep, man that don't mean nutting I
saw you and ya lil clique popping collars "Man, come on dog I
know you got more than twenty dollars" It be them same niggas that be Be the
ones getting robbed when they leave the
club Being broke hurts, so I'm tryna have the
most merch Bitches get it too, I
hit ya for ya Coach purse Yeah, that boy Freddie a
mess Don't tempt me, cause I'm the
wrong nigga to test And you got them 24's, sitting up on ya Lex Got me wanting to put bullets all up in ya chest-aaa Come on, I'm about to give ya the
blues If they fit, God dammit I'mma take the
shoes Why you cryin'? you ain't got no cash on you at all? Let's hit the
ATM homie we gon' make a
withdrawal Go and empty ya pockets (it's like that?) Take ya money out yo' wallet (it's like that?) Nigga give me all ya jewelry (it's like that?) Hell yeah, talk slick and I'mma peel yo' cap Go and empty ya pockets (it's like that?) Take ya money out yo' wallet (it's like that?) Nigga give me all ya jewelry (it's like that?) Hell yeah, talk slick and I'mma peel yo' cap This a
stickup nigga, hands up This a
stickup, put ya hands up This a
stickup, nigga put ya hands up Yeah, put yo' muthafucking hands up Yo it's a
rebel rap as far as I'd like to rob Like Nelly, Baby, The
Terror Squad Come down dog, ain't nothing personal dude I
just wanna hit you up cause you got some nice jewels I
really don't care what you got to say If you act tough Freddie got som' to spray If you see me in the
streets, better pack ya heat Cause I'mma jack you for ya cash, then jack ya beat Go and empty ya pockets (it's like that?) Take ya money out yo' wallet (it's like that?) Nigga give me all ya jewelry (it's like that?) Hell yeah, talk slick and I'mma peel yo' cap Go and empty ya pockets (it's like that?) Take ya money out yo' wallet (it's like that?) Nigga give me all ya jewelry (it's like that?) Hell yeah, talk slick and I'mma peel yo' cap Ugh, niggas getting stuck the
fuck up Put yo' hands up This a
stickup nigga, put yo' hands up Ugh, put yo' muthafucking hands up Ugh, when you see me in the
streets put ya hands up