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    "Stand Up" Lyrics

    T.I. feat. Lil Wayne and Trick Daddy

    Stand up
    If you don't like what I'm saying then buck
    Swing when you see me we can throw them hands sucker
    Stand up
    If you didn't notice nigga, I don't give a fuck
    If I said it then I meant it and what fuck nigga
    Stand up
    You don't want to see the triggerman bust
    Hit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggaz to
    Stand up
    Tell your crew they don't want it with us dude

    And if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfucking move
    Stand up

    [Verse 1: T.I.]
    You got a gator mouth and a hummingbird ass
    Your mouth writing checks that your ass can't cash
    145 and I'm out of your weight class
    Want to survive, you better scramble like eggs and break fast
    Cause I know how to handle your fake ass
    I'm a ride on you and hide you in yesterday's trash
    Pull up in the Chevy's spraying rounds through the glass
    See you laying face down in the grass and I'll laugh
    Ha, cause that's the end of the saga
    The end of my problems, nigga mash the Impala
    Go lay up with a model and watch the news tomorrow
    And that's the end checkmate, game over, I'll holler
    Pimp, telling you partner, you don't know what you're doing
    Or recognize the trouble you getting in to and you're ruin

    And dig this man
    I spent my childhood in a wild hood
    And all that gangster shit you talking, yeah, it sound good
    But make it understood
    You gone have to show me, I'm a O.G.
    You want to overthrow me


    [Verse 2: Trick Daddy]
    Dearly beloved, we're gathered here today
    To marry this young nigga in his own special thug way
    Do you promise to love and respect all of the real niggaz
    And when a problem come, learn to deal with 'em
    Do you swear to turn this chopper
    On any motherfucker in your path, or the bitch that's trying to stop ya
    Or do you promise to keep him handy
    And don't hand him to nobody, nobody except family

    And keep him cocked and loaded and don't expose him to no body
    Unless somebody, who want him in his body
    To love and cherish and from this trigger to a barrel
    From the bottom of your heart
    'til death do you fuckin' part
    Do you understand to live, to lie by him
    Is to share your soul, Lord knows, you gone die by him
    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 dying from hollow points to they fuckin' chest
    Cause I ain't never seen a cock beamer meant for a team of tummy guns
    With a hundred round fuckin' drum


    [Verse 3: Lil' Wayne]
    Shit, I'm talking about riding out tonight
    Only way I die first, got to kill me in this verse
    Weezy F middle finger to life
    So nothing seem critical in the hood I'm typical
    Yet I'm feeling good and spiritual
    Healing hoods with this shit up out my kitchen
    I'm pitching that it's really good
    Smoking, drinking, I'm like a fish
    And I'll probably shit on ya bitch
    Probably piss on her lips and she probably give you a kiss
    Nasty, Holly Grove classic
    Polly wood a nigga probably robbed the same bastard
    Ask him
    We don't give a fuck about a casket
    Nigga this the murder campy
    Niggaz is murder happy
    12 years old, I jumped off the pot
    I started selling rock right after I got shot
    I had to hold my weight down
    Pussy nigga stand up or lay down

    This song was submitted on December 14th, 2004.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Royalty Network, Peermusic Publishing, Emi Music Publishing, Warner/chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Ki Fitzgerald, Harry Mikael Sommerdahl, Michael Smidy Smith.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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