Put Ya Hands Up

Nah, fuck that put ya hands down
Come on put ya hands up
Come on put ya hands up
Nah, fuck that put ya hands down

Y'all wanna know who the best is aks ya hoe
Come on put ya hands up
Never did a day and got the jails on smash
When the lights get low I'ma burn you
I love cornrows and Farrah Fawcett feathers
Nah, fuck that put ya hands down
Nah, fuck that put ya hands down
And they cop for real trust me dogg the thugs will dub it
Nah, fuck that put ya hands down
Nah, fuck that put ya hands down
Uh uh come on put ya hands up
Nah, fuck that put ya hands down

I'm the nigga that'll pop the king and scoop the queen
You thought wrong change ya mind
Come on put ya hands up
Come on put ya hands up
Come on put ya hands up
Then find out what the shells do
Son of a bitch, double R, look at me now motherf
Muahh kiss the game goodbye, the game is mine
Gotta slay two or more, ma's our motto

Y'all know I got the master flow, fast or slow
Bang you in the yard then slide off on the early go back
Uh uh come on put ya hands up
And I spray threes so say cheese

Nah, fuck that put ya hands down
And take over the town with a ruthless team

I'm in the club ice over the thermal waitin' for you to try me
Start with straight shots and then pop bottles

'Cause like Sam I can sell, I'm that nigga y'all know that
Uh come on put ya hands up
Already told you I'm lookin' for enemies
Double R so of course it's better

And y'all might get down with the team if y'all swallow
Nah, fuck that put ya hands down

Uh come on put ya hands up
New S type wagon, future green
And you know if I'm there the hardest niggas in the city is out
But soon as the Hook come back put 'em up

K I double, I move the Perico quick and just let Manteca bubble
The honies don't lie they love it
Gun heavy pants saggin' I'm used to cream
It's a message in a glass bottle read the letter

I got footage in the game press replay
Get money just to walk through off the books
So when you mention my name shit is off the hook
Kiss hit you with consecutive hot shit
Now you can put 'em down if you want
'Kiss been a boss, y'all just start workin'
And y'all scared I can tell and I'ma get bucks like Milwaukee
Money in the bank membership Visa sweaters
Uh come on put ya hands up
And we ride or DIE together
Two thousand and one, kiss the game goodbye, let's get it on
Now put ya hands up 'til ya arms start hurtin'
Therefore nobody never gon' spit like I spit
Shirts is off, titties is out

In the streets I flash the cannon like Kodak

Nah, fuck that put ya hands down

Who you know can make a million dollar bail on cash
Flirt with the hood rats then pop models
Nah, fuck that put ya hands down
Uh uh come on put ya hands up
Cock-and-run to stay in the business
Don't put 'em down 'til I tell you
I got bitches in the club all over me, ma take it easy
Whoever wanna be hard headed
It's the JADA, I got beef with the feds and the DA