Put Ya Hands Up Lyrics

One blunt, one car, look that make you have it

One gun, one shot, we don't play let's get it

We're real, we still, this sound we breaking

Southside real shit, I gotta full loaled click

This guis now want me, dope boys want me

Aziz now smoke weed, for weed he want me

Feel me, love me, G-Ben with me

We bring the Street, "Falledland" you heard me?

Now that Street is hot, criminal mighty

Will done, make me fell good, outside that

Ak - 47 back in my car man

If you want the war

We 'll give it bomb!

Put your hands up!

Put 'em where my eyes can see

What's up?

Your money will be gon with me

Let's fool

Is really how we do this game

But without playng

Put your hands up!

Put 'em where my eyes can see

What's up?

Your money will be gon with me

Let's fool

Is really how we do this game

But without playng

Put your hands up!

Cock that, this rap, look it man

Beat steel, dope man, drunk man, fuck that

Jamme!

Cocaine in the pot, always high in the house

What is that? Ice cube? What the fuck! Is crack!

Now the street is hot, you no, you row

At phone with your girl, that i fucked when you go

Ooh ooh!

Look the lil Wolf

Ooooh!

Get the fuck out my big balls!

Old School, new School, nigga don't try that!

Trullo rolls and smoke you, fuck, he don't play that!

Our guns is our music, break the mouth at this "fakeass"

Get my strap, bad motherfucker

You're not boss you're "bitchass"

Now the street is hot, criminal mighty

We'll done, make me feel good out side

Ak - 47 back my car man

I take it off, wait that will blow

Put your hands up!

Put 'em where my eyes can see

What's up?

Your money will be gon with me

Let's fool

Is really how we do this game

But without playng

Put your hands up!

Put 'em where my eyes can see

What's up?

Your money will be gon with me

Let's fool

Is really how we do this game

But without playng

Put your hands up!

Put your hands up!

Put, Put your hands up!

Put your hands up!

Put, Put your hands up!