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Put Yo Hands Up

Crime Mob

Crime Mob

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Tekst piosenki
[Verse 1] I suggest that you not come my way, if you don't want trouble man Outcomes going to be ugly when these hands meet your fucking face The concept of the mouth is to state that we're running shit Niggas who think I'm shit will get wet up with no hesitant Buck bitch and your going to see me act a fool Fuck around and fuck some rules, its time to pay your fucking dues Busting heads is what we do, bitch go get your fucking crew And we will destroy you hoes with joy cause that is what we do [Verse 2] Pop, pop, pop, I'm here to drop top I'm on your block, you best be ready You can't catch me, I won't let you we to ready for you hoes Check my status, I'm the baddest I'll come back and let you have it, boys think Tara's bad I'm packing when I'm blasting at you bastards I'm your master, bitch I'm Diamond, quit your whining, lets be real I interswine with the finest, and I'm bucking with that steel Dont make me hit you, I come get you with that tissue Knocking bitches heads off, cause I'm hard to fucking swallow [Chorus] So put your hands up nigga and get your ass knocked out {*3X*} Beat a nigga to the floor until he is fucking passed out [Verse 3] Nigga stop all that bucking before you get your head busted Bitch you think that I'm playing, you come outside and I'm busting Man the bullets be rushing and they going to rip you like tissue Stop the running, I'm gunning and they're ain't no way they going to miss you M.O.B. are my niggas, and when we come, we come hella deep We stomping your ass to sleep, we stay on the damn Creek In the club we be VIP, you trying to be like me You want to fucking swing, but you got chaired by security [Verse 4] I'm Lil Jay and I'm feeling mad From the Crime Mob that is known to throw hands Nigga we can hold our own in our land Sister can't bare to rest you can't stand Everybody wants some of my shit, swinging with the pipe Nigga this some tight shit put your hands up This my playground, here's your stayround, nigga you spray and you'll get stuck You'll get knocked down straight to the floor, nigga you'll die, he's trying to M.O Filled with a security drill to kill hoes, nigga we'll clear the state and make dope Take your shit to flip and make more, clear my streets deep with real swain Knock down all you hoes that hate me, and take them niggas out the damn game [Chorus]
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