fuckin' with bad habits Run up on you like 10 Puerto Ricans gettin' out a fuckin' Chevrolet I don?t play, fuck your bodyguard Big Rae I chop your hands off and throw your
just to have a hand. And you get up and you complain about small things. You can't pay a light bill. You can't put gas in your car. But your walking, your
em up, put 'em up, bitch you heard what I said Put 'em up, put 'em up, you think I'm playin' what I said Put 'em up, put 'em up, bitch you heard what
volume real high, If you tryna feel the vibe throw your hands up in the sky motherf**** get em up up up up up up get em up up up up up up (x2) Verse
I can't get to good I got to smash the bitch So let me hit the BP Get the philles fill up my tank And start up '97 for anther eighth of dank [Hook]
deeds He said, "Let's set up a fort and start buying the place with beads" Just then a cop come down the street crazy as a loon And throws us all in
like it get up off the Southside dick. Smoke another blunt, pull another stunt. Jammed down in the front on a million dollar hunt. So raise your hands, and open up
to touch (hard to touch) all the haters in my ear saying we ain't old enough (okay) when the beat go just throw your hands up all the girlies rushing up
your wrist Make you satanistic Make you take the pistol to your face And place the clip and cock it back And let it go untill your brains Are rippin' out your
couches Short legs and square shoulders Pot holders, aching soldiers Your tank rollers, your all overs And you know, ooh, the rhythm and soul Get your
a good, got a good day Hey, hey throw your hands up If you're feeling the beat And you're having some fun Hey, hey throw your hands up If you gotta
Losin' the jeep, runnin' on feet, survivin' off The land money and gun in hand, operation quicksand Ain't tryin' to put the mark of the beast on my hand
up to your job and handcuff your boss Throw that nigga in the closet and turn the lights off Then sit you up on the copy machine Make copies of your
X, you can work out your pecs and your back Can beat the death with bats, need to tune up, NJ'll turn the tune up I'mma tell you who's soon enough to
ain't givin' a fuck) Keep it movin' movin', keep it goin' goin' (Like Xzibit ain't givin' a fuck then just throw your hands up) Keep it movin' movin',
[big ed] Throw your hands up if you gettin down tonight Throw your hands up if you gettin freaky tonight Now don't be shy see you twirkin over there
fast The jeep swerved and started to stray Heading for the gas tank guiding my stance Hit it with the last one contact, it blows up I bolted out before the APB shows up Throwed
army fatigue nigga weed up in my draws you don't wanna take no poor wreck in my hand holdin' your bag about ??? throw up your soldier rag nigga when the