Stand Up (feat. Trick Daddy, Lil Jon & Lil Wayne)

Check this out, my **** (What's up?)

So a lotta **** out here

They got a lot of shit to motherfuckin' say (Yeah)

But when a **** bring it to them **** (What's up?)

They can't stand up for what they motherfuckin' said (Nah, I ain't say that, he said that)

If you got somethin' to say my ****

Stand up for what you sayin' my ****

(Tell them **** bring it to the square, ****) Yeah

Stand up

If you don't like what I'm sayin', then book

Swing when you see me, we can throw them hands, sucker

Stand up

If you ain't noticed, ****, I don't give a fuck

If I said it then I meant it and what fo', ****

Stand up

You don't wanna see the triggerman boss hit you and your mans up

Make it hard for **** to

Stand up

Tell yo' crew they don't want it with us dudes

And if the motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move

Stand up

You got an alligator mouth and a hummingbird ass

Your mouth writin' checks that your ass can't cash

One forty-five and I'm outta ya weight class

If you wanna survive, you better scramble like eggs and break fast

'Cause I know how to handle yo' fake ass

I'ma ride on you and hide ya in yesterday's trash

Pull up in the Chevy sprayin' rounds through the glass

See ya layin' face down in the grass and I laugh

Hah, that's the end of the saga

The end of my problems, ****, mash the Impala

Go lay up with a model and watch the news tomorrow

And that's the end, check-mate, game over, I holler

And I'm tellin' you partner, you don't know what you're doing

Don't recognize the trouble you're getting into and you're ruined

(Hey, dig this, man) I spent my childhood in a wild hood

And all the gangster shit you're talkin', yeah, it sound good

But make it understood, you gon' have to show me

I'm a OG, you wanna overthrow me?

Stand up

If you don't like what I'm sayin', then book

Swing when you see me, we can throw them hands, sucker

Stand up

If you ain't noticed, ****, I don't give a fuck

If I said it then I meant it and what fo', ****

Stand up

You don't wanna see the triggerman boss hit you and your mans up

Make it hard for **** to

Stand up

Tell yo' crew they don't want it with us dudes

And if the motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move

Stand up

Dearly beloved, we've gathered here today

To marry this young ****, in his own special thug way

Do you promise to love and respect

All of the real ****

And when the problem come, learn to deal with them?

Do you swear to turn the chopper on any mother fucker in your path

Or any bitch that's tryna stop ya

And do you promise to keep 'em handy

And don't hand 'em to nobody

Nobody except family

Keep 'em cocked and loaded

And don't expose 'em to nobody

Unless somebody want 'em in his body

To love and cherish him from his trigger to a barrel

From the bottom of your heart

Till death do you fuckin' part

Do you understand to live the life by 'em

Is to sell your soul and Lord knows, you gonna 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 ever seen a cocked beam, a milli fourteen

Or a tommy gun with a hundred round fuckin' drum

Stand up

If you don't like what I'm sayin', then book

Swing when you see me, we can throw them hands, sucker

Stand up

If you ain't noticed, ****, I don't give a fuck

If I said it then I meant it and what fo', ****

Stand up

You don't wanna see the triggerman boss hit you and your mans up

Make it hard for **** to

Stand up

Tell yo' crew they don't want it with us dudes

And if the motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move

Stand up

Shit, I'm talking 'bout 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 this shit up out my kitchen

I'm pitchin' it, it's really good

Smoking, drinking, I'm like a fish

And I'll probably shit on your bitch

Probably piss on the lips

And she probably give you a kiss

Nasty, Holly Grove classic

Parley with a ****, probably robbed the same bastard

Ask him, we don't give a fuck about a casket

**** this the murder cappy

**** just murder happy

Twelve years old, I jumped off the pot

I started selling rock right after I got shot

I had to hold my weight down

Pussy **** stand up or lay down

Stand up

If you don't like what I'm sayin', then book

Swing when you see me, we can throw them hands, sucker

Stand up

If you ain't noticed, ****, I don't give a fuck

If I said it then I meant it and what fo', ****

Stand up

You don't wanna see the triggerman boss hit you and your mans up

Make it hard for **** to

Stand up

Tell yo' crew they don't want it with us dudes

And if you motherfuckers do, bust a motherfuckin' move

Stand up