Yeah, hey, looka here Let’s be getting’ ready to get down With some business
Verse 1 First I grab a number 2 And then I hit the loose leaf If you got beef with my crew
(??) a couple (dogs? Docs?) for protection In a section of the friends psych-a-men Still flexin’ my bicep
So why step If you ain’t legitski Then my car (???) Park that shit
(???) left foot The six to the third degree That’s word have you heard of me?
I don’t pack no steel just to play the road But I’ll be paying a toll, so the steel steal my soul Yo that’s just like repasta riss So when them Hostages, take my train rearrange, get cained
So I never get a half step Or gain territory just to ruin my rep Crept once but now I gotta stand up Drop my rhyme book your silly crick & put your hands up
Put your hands up Put ‘em up stick em up
Put your hands up Put ‘em up stick em up
Put your hands up Put ‘em up stick em up
Run your park because you can’t run quick enough
Put your hands up reach for the sky On the field with the whooligan skill I got mad style, I get buck wild On the DL with the low profile
Swing as I just do my thing Dip dap the clash when the bell ring Don’t got a gang but I got my crew What you wanna do if you wanna to step to
The whooliganz step aside as I kick it One of these other skills is the ticket I think I’m going mad Coulda been bad With the rough time I’ve had
Pants are sagging Everyone’s ragging But I got (???) If you think I’m lagging
Got a stand up when I roll with the vodka Reach for the sky and put your hands up
Put your hands up Put ‘em up stick em up
Put your hands up Put ‘em up stick em up
Put your hands up Put ‘em up stick em up
Run your park because you can’t run quick enough
Just throw your hands in the air Just throw your hands in the air Just throw your hands in the air Just throw your hands in the air
Put your hands in the air Put your hands in the air Put your hands in the air Give me all your money
When I get scandalous I handle this situation By placing my trusty pal Trust me now we out to hear the new beat Conmmensce the greetings and let the meetings be brief Then I hop back in an automobile Hide my steel because I got a raw deal Nowadays I gotta be hard and I don’t wanna be Tell you how it’s gotta be
Ain't no fuss so just listen Check out my pearly whites glisten Cause you tickle me pink With your half assed mission Wishin’ a part from a star in particularly, a idol Eliminating fame from your title I write a line, insult your whole game plan Case your main plan is like unsatisfactory One that is fact that remain Is just a replica to real And put your hands up on the steel