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lil jon – stand up lyrics

check this out my n-gg-, there’s a lot of n-gg-s out here
(what’s up?)
that got a lot of sh-t to motherf-ckin’ say
(yeah)
but when a n-gg- bring it to them n-gg-s
(what’s up?)
they can’t stand up for what they motherf-ckin’ said
(naw, i ain’t say that, he said that)
stand up if you got something to say my n-gg-
stand up for what you said, my n-gg-
tell them n-gg-s bring it to the square, n-gg-

stand up if you don’t like what i’m saying then buck
sw-ng when you see me, we can throw them hands sucker
stand up if you ain’t notice n-gg-, i don’t give a f-ck
if i said it then i meant it, and what f-ck n-gg-
stand up you don’t wanna see the triggerman man buss
hit you and your man’s up, make it hard for a n-gg- to stand up
tell your crew they don’t want it with us dudes
and if the motherf-cka do, bust a motherf-ckin’ move, stand up

you got a alligator mouth and a hummingbird -ss
your mouth writin’ checks that ya -ss can’t cash
one forty-five and i’m outta ya weight cl-ss
wanna survive better scramble like eggs and break fast
’cause i know how to handle ya fake -ss
i’m ride on ya, and hide ya in yesterday’s trash
pull up in the chevy spraying rounds through the gl-ss
see you laying face down in the gr-ss and i laugh
ha, that’s the end of the soga

the end of my problems, n-gg- 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
now i’m telling ya potna, you don’t know whatcha doing
don’t recognize the trouble ya getting into, and ya ruined
dig this man, i spent my childhood in a wild hood
and all that gangsta sh-t ya talking, yeah, it sound good
but make it understood, you gonna have to show me
i’m a og, you wanna overthrow me

stand up if you don’t like what i’m saying then buck
sw-ng when you see me, we can throw them hands sucker
stand up if you ain’t notice n-gg-, i don’t give a f-ck
if i said it then i meant it, and what f-ck n-gg-
stand up you don’t wanna see the triggerman man buss
hit you and your man’s up, make it hard for a n-gg- to stand up
tell your crew they don’t want it with us dudes
and if the motherf-cka do, bust a motherf-ckin’ move, stand up

dearly beloved, we gathered here today to marry this young n-gg-
in his own special thug way
do you promise to love and respect all of the real n-gg-s
and when the problem come, learn to deal with ’em?
do you swear to turn the chopper on any motherf-cker in ya path
or any b-tch, that’s tryin’ to stop ya?
and do you promise to keep ’em handy, and don’t hand ’em
to n-body, n-body except family and keep ’em c-cked and loaded
and don’t expose ’em to n-body unless somebody want ’em in his body?

to love and cherish ’em from his trigger to his barrel
from the bottom of ya heart, to death do you f-ckin’ part
do you understand to live the life by him, is to sell ya soul
and lord knows you gonna die by him?
i know you heard gun stories about john wayne and billy the kid
sheed all them motherf-ckers dead
and did you know that every other b-tch from the wild wild west
end up dying from hollow points to they f-ckin’ chest
’cause they ain’t never seen or c-cked beamed a milli fourteen
or tommy gun with a hundred round f-cking gun

stand up if you don’t like what i’m saying then buck
sw-ng when you see me, we can throw them hands sucker
stand up if you ain’t notice n-gg-, i don’t give a f-ck
if i said it then i meant it, and what f-ck n-gg-
stand up you don’t wanna see the triggerman man buss
hit you and your man’s up, make it hard for a n-gg- to stand up
tell your crew they don’t want it with us dudes
and if the motherf-cka do, bust a motherf-ckin’ move, stand up

sheed, i’m talking about riding out tonight
only way i die first, gotta kill me in this verse
weezy f, middle finger to life
so nothing seem critical, in the hood i’m typical
yeah, i’m feeling good and spiritual
healing hoods with sh-t up outta my kitchen
i’m pitching it, it’s really good
smoking, drinking i’m like a fish and i’ll probably
sh-t on ya b-tch, probably p-ss on her lips
and she’ll probably give you a kiss, nasty

holly grove cl-ssic, parley with a n-gg-
prolly rob the same b-st-rd
ask him, we don’t give a f-ck about a casket
n-gg- this the murder cappy, n-gg-s just murder happy
twelve years old, i jumped off the pot
i started selling rocks, right after i got shot
i had to hold my weight down
p-ssy n-gg- stand up or lay down

stand up if you don’t like what i’m saying then buck
sw-ng when you see me, we can throw them hands sucker
stand up if you ain’t notice n-gg-, i don’t give a f-ck
if i said it then i meant it, and what f-ck n-gg-
stand up you don’t wanna see the triggerman man buss
hit you and your man’s up, make it hard for a n-gg- to stand up
tell your crew they don’t want it with us dudes
and if the motherf-cka do, bust a motherf-ckin’ move, stand up


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