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[Chorus]

Stand up

If you don't like what I'm saying then buck

Swing when you see me we can throw them hands sucker

Stand up

If you didn't notice nigga, I don't give a fuck

If I said it then I meant it and what fuck nigga

Stand up

You don't want to see the triggerman bust

Hit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggaz to

Stand up

Tell your crew they don't want it with us dude

And if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfucking move

Stand up


[Verse 1: T.I.]

You got an alligator mouth and a hummingbird ass

Your mouth writing checks that your ass can't cash

145 and I'm out of your weight class

Want to survive, you better scramble like eggs and break fast

Cause I know how to handle your fake ass

I'm a ride on you and hide you in yesterday's trash

Pull up in the Chevy's spraying rounds through the glass

See you laying face down in the grass and I'll laugh

Ha, cause that's the end of the saga

The end of my problems, nigga mash the Impala

Go lay up with a model and watch the news tomorrow

And that's the end checkmate, game over, I'll holler

Pimp, telling you partner, you don't know what you're doing

Or recognize the trouble you getting in to and you're ruin

And dig this man

I spent my childhood in a wild hood

And all that gangster shit you talking, yeah, it sound good

But make it understood

You gone have to show me, I'm a O.G.

You want to overthrow me


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[Verse 2: Trick Daddy]

Dearly beloved, we're gathered here today

To marry this young nigga in his own special thug way

Do you promise to love and respect all of the real niggaz

And when a problem come, learn to deal with 'em

Do you swear to turn this chopper

On any motherfucker in your path, or the bitch that's trying to stop ya

Or do you promise to keep him handy

And don't hand him to nobody, nobody except family

And keep him cocked and loaded and don't expose him to no body

Unless somebody, who want him in his body

To love and cherish and from this trigger to a barrel

From the bottom of your heart

'til death do you fuckin' part

Do you understand to live, to lie by him

Is to share your soul, Lord knows, you gone die by him

I know you heard gun stories about John Wayne and Billy the Kid

Shit, all them motherfuckers dead

And did you know that every other bitch from the Wild, Wild West

End up dying from hollow points to they fuckin' chest

Cause I ain't never seen a cock beamer meant for a team of tummy guns

With a hundred round fuckin' drum


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[Verse 3: Lil' Wayne]

Shit, I'm talking about riding out tonight

Only way I die first, got to kill me in this verse

Weezy F middle finger to life

So nothing seem critical in the hood I'm typical

Yet I'm feeling good and spiritual

Healing hoods with this shit up out my kitchen

I'm pitching that it's really good

Smoking, drinking, I'm like a fish

And I'll probably shit on ya bitch

Probably piss on her lips and she probably give you a kiss

Nasty, Holly Grove classic

Polly wood a nigga probably robbed the same bastard

Ask him

We don't give a fuck about a casket

Nigga this the murder campy

Niggaz is murder happy

12 years old, I jumped off the pot

I started selling rock right after I got shot

I had to hold my weight down

Pussy nigga stand up or lay down


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