Yeah, yeah
Check this out, my nigga (what's up?)
It's a lot of niggas out here (uh-huh)
That got a lot of shit to motherfuckin' say (yeah)
But when a nigga bring it to them niggas (what's up?)
They can't stand up for what they motherfuckin' said
Naw, I ain't say that, he said that
If you got somethin' to say, my nigga
Stand up for what you sayin', my nigga
Tell them niggas brin' it to the square, nigga
Yeah
Stand up
If you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck
Swing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker
Stand up
If you ain'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 niggas to
Stand up
Tell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude
And if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move
Stand up
You got a alligator mouth and a hummingbird ass
Your mouth writin' checks that your ass can't cash
One-forty-five 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'ma ride on you and hide you in yesterday's trash
Pull up in the Chevy sprayin' rounds through the glass
See you layin' 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 holla
Man, I'm tellin' you, partner, you don't know what you doin'
Or recognize the trouble you gettin' in to and you're ruin
Ayy, dig this, man
I spent my childhood in a wild hood
And all that gangster shit you talkin', yeah, it sound good
But make it understood
You gon' have to show me
I'm a OG, you want to overthrow me?
Stand up
If you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck
Swing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker
Stand up
If you ain'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 niggas to
Stand up
Tell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude
And if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move
Stand up
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 niggas
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 tryin' to stop ya?
And do you promise to keep 'em handy
And don't hand 'em to nobody, nobody except family
And keep 'em cocked and loaded and don't expose 'em to nobody
Unless somebody, who want 'em in his body
To love and cherish 'em 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 'em
Is to share your soul, Lord knows, you gone die by 'em
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 dyin' from hollow points to they fuckin' chest?
'Cause they ain't never seen a Carbine, a Mini 14, or a Tommy Gun
With a hundred round fuckin' drum
Stand up
If you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck
Swing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker
Stand up
If you ain'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 niggas to
Stand up
Tell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude
And if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move
Stand up
Shit, I'm talkin' about ridin' out tonight
Only way I die first, got to kill me in this verse
Weezy F middle finger to life
So nothin' seem critical in the hood I'm typical
Yet I'm feelin' good and spiritual
Healin' hoods with this shit up out my kitchen
I'm pitchin' it, it's really good
Smokin', drinkin', 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
Pollywood a nigga probably robbed the same bastard
Ask him
We don't give a fuck about a casket
Nigga, this the murder cappy
Niggas is murder happy
Twelve years old, I jumped off the pot
I started sellin' rock right after I got shot
I had to hold my weight down
Pussy-nigga, stand up or lay down
Stand up
If you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck
Swing when you see me we can throw them hands, sucker
Stand up
If you ain'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 niggas to
Stand up
Tell your crew, they don't want it with us, dude
And if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move
Stand up
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