Put Ya Hands Up

(Turn the **** beat on!)

It's the J-A-D-A

I got beef with the feds and the DA

I got footage of the game, press replay

I got **** in the club all over me, Ma, take it easy

And y'all scared I can tell

That I'ma get bucks' like Milwaukee, 'cause like Sam, I 'Cassell'

I'm that ****, y'all know that

**** you in the yard, then slide off on the early go-back

In the streets I flash the **** like Kodak

And I spray threes, so say cheese

Already told you I'm lookin' for enemies

Double R, so of course it's better

I love cornrows and Farrah Fawcett feathers

It's a message in a glass bottle, read the letter

Money in the bank, membership Visa sweaters

And we Ryde or D-I-E together

Uh, uh, come on, put your hands up!

Nah, **** that, put your hands down!

Come on, put your hands up!

Nah, **** that, put your hands down!

Uh, come on, put your hands up!

Nah, **** that, put your hands down!

Come on, put your hands up!

Nah, **** that, put your hands down!

Y'all know I got the master flow, fast or slow

You wanna know who the best is, ask your ****

The honeys don't lie, they love it and they cop for real

Trust me dog, the thugs'll dub it

'Kiss hit you with consecutive hot ****

Therefore nobody never gon' spit like I spit

Get money just to walk through off the books

'Cause when you mention my name **** is off the hook

Shirts is off, **** is out

And you know if I'm there hardest **** in the city is out

I'm in the club, ice over the thermal, waitin' for you to try me

When the lights get low, I'ma burn you

Start with straight shots and then pop bottles

Flirt with the hood rats, then pop models

"Gotta slay two or more, ma", is our motto

And y'all might can get down with the team if y'all swallow

Uh, uh, come on, put your hands up!

Nah, **** that, put your hands down!

Come on, put your hands up!

Nah, **** that, put your hands down!

Uh, come on, put your hands up!

Nah, **** that, put your hands down!

Come on, put your hands up!

Nah, **** that, put your hands down!

Mwah, kiss the game goodbye, the game is mine

You thought wrong, change your mind

I'm the **** that'll pop the king and scoop the queen

And take over the town with a ruthless team

New S-Type wagon, future green

**** heavy, pants saggin', I'm used to cream

Who you know can make a million dollar bail on cash?

Never did a day and got the jails on smash

K-I-double

I move the perico quick and just let the manteca bubble

'Kiss been a boss, y'all just start workin'

Now put your hands up till your arms start hurtin'

Don't put 'em down till I tell you

Whoever wanna be hard-headed will find out what them **** do

Now, you can put 'em down if you want

But soon as the hook come back, put 'em up

Uh, uh, come on, put your hands up!

Nah, **** that, put your hands down!

Come on, put your hands up!

Nah, **** that, put your hands down!

Uh, come on, put your hands up!

Nah, **** that, put your hands down!

Come on, put your hands up!

Nah, **** that, put your hands down!