Текст песни Eightball - Put Your Hands Up, слова песни Eightball

Текст песни Eightball - Put Your Hands Up

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[EightBall]YeahAll my playa niggaz throw your hands upAnd all my thug niggaz throw your guns upWeak niggaz give your funds up, to these hoesDistance your foes, and stay up on your toesI love this game, but its not the NBAIt be me and MJ, doin` shit the playa wayDaily smokin` hayThe time on my Roly, tellin` me I`m gonna make cheese like KobeDid what the real niggaz showed me, and shook the phoniesHooked the honies, lookin` like I got some moneyAin`t it funny, they diss you when you lookin` bunnyBut she your honey, when your stuff shrimps in her tummyI just call it how I see it, non-fictionalDeliver the bomb shit, straight irresistableWithout a pistol, I`ll make you put your hands upSo everybody in the place put your hands upChorusStompin`, and pimpin` and mackin` and actin`Bad when a nigga rappin`Get your hands up, let me see the big buttsWe don`t wanna see nothin` but the big buttsThug niggaz if you feel me bustNo matter where you at pull your shit out and bustThug niggaz if you feel me bustNo matter where you at pull your shit out and bustYeah, first to bringin` the painAnd you better bring a Hertz tooSouthern voodoo brewed up to curse youMay even hurt you, born into violenceStreets a pilot, flyin` rhymes over cloudy beats50 thousand feet above what you thought I wasJust a scrub, not good enough to get your loveI came with acrobatic tongue tacticsParental advisory because my shit is graphicTatooed on your memory that fat Tennesee MCComin` out hard, they call me Mr. B-I-GBut not because of my size, you better recognizeI`m do or die, when you talk about my green guysWarn the citizens, the killers on the loose againGone off of `lucigens, clownin` in the big BenzAll I wanna do is make a nigga get buckedSo get up, and get your mothafuckin` hands upChorus[MJG]Throw your hands in the smoke, cause there`s smoke in the airGet close to me, I`ll contact your ass like a flareAs you stare, nigga you gonna come to term with what you seeA primitive example of the shit you want to beAnd I ain`t gonna bePersuaded, by blue sueded shoe wearin`Slick gun bitches, who get paid quickTrick niggaz stop all of that trickin` and shitIf she come with a price tag, fuck that bitchWhy should you switch?From one hoe, and love `em allCause she could suck the flavor out a dick? Hell nahOne thing you gotta know about a womanBig dicks will be the reason for some shit known to get that pussy comin`Now who I be, before the G, MJNigga I ain`t tryin` to high sideBut have a nice dayLike a, get a way girlI get hips to watchI`m takin` applicationsLook at all the traffic you stoppedChorus X2

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Put Your Hands Up

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