Hands Up

[Intro: Freddie Gibbs] Yeah, fuck you nigga, you broke Nigga, 'bout to rob me a nigga, put yo' hands up nigga [Chorus: Freddie Gibbs] Go and empty ya pockets (it's like that?) Take ya money out yo' wallet (it's like that?) Nigga give me all ya jewelry (it's like that?) Hell yeah, talk slick and I'mma peel yo' cap Go and empty ya pockets (it's like that?) Take ya money out yo' wallet (it's like that?) Nigga give me all ya jewelry (it's like that?) Hell yeah, talk slick and I'mma peel yo' cap [Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs] Go put yo' hands up homie, bitch I'm broke This a muthafuckin' stickup, it ain't no joke If you don't wanna get a slug put up in yo' throat Then I suggest you hop out that Davoucci coat Bow, you ain't got nuttin' to worry about Talk shit lil nigga, I'mma hurl ya out I'm way outta control, my abandon is reckless I might shoot you for yo' watch and yo' necklace Yeah, you lookin' like a million bucks So I'mma hit yo' ass up while you sit in the truck Broad daylight nigga I ain't givin' a fuck You got som' that I want, well you givin' it up "Don't shoot me" man I ain't gon' shoot yo' ass Put yo' face in the grass, nigga give me the cash Don't be comin' around my neighborhood tryna floss If you do you gon' pay the cost, like this [Chorus: Freddie Gibbs] Go and empty ya pockets (it's like that?) Take ya money out yo' wallet (it's like that?) Nigga give me all ya jewelry (it's like that?) Hell yeah, talk slick and I'mma peel yo' cap Go and empty ya pockets (it's like that?) Take ya money out yo' wallet (it's like that?) Nigga give me all ya jewelry (it's like that?) Hell yeah, talk slick and I'mma peel yo' cap [Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs] Go on witcha punk ass, yeah keep frontin' You say you roll deep, man that don't mean nuttin' I saw you and ya lil clique poppin' collars "Man, come on dog I know you got more than twenty dollars" It be them same niggas that be Be the ones gettin' robbed when they leave the club Bein' broke hurts, so I'm tryna have the most merch Bitches get it too, I hit ya for ya Coach purse Yeah, that boy Freddie a mess Don't tempt me, cause I'm the wrong nigga to test And you got them 24's, sittin' up on ya Lex Got me wantin' to put bullets all up in ya chest-aaa Come on, I'm about to give ya the blues If they fit, God dammit I'mma take the shoes Why you cryin'? you ain't got no cash on you at all? Let's hit the ATM homie we gon' make a withdrawal [Chorus: Freddie Gibbs] Go and empty ya pockets (it's like that?) Take ya money out yo' wallet (it's like that?) Nigga give me all ya jewelry (it's like that?) Hell yeah, talk slick and I'mma peel yo' cap Go and empty ya pockets (it's like that?) Take ya money out yo' wallet (it's like that?) Nigga give me all ya jewelry (it's like that?) Hell yeah, talk slick and I'mma peel yo' cap [Bridge] This a stickup nigga, hands up This a stickup, put ya hands up This a stickup, nigga put ya hands up Yeah, put yo' muthafuckin' hands up [Verse 3: Freddie Gibbs] Yo it's a rebel rap as far as I'd like to rob Like Nelly, Baby, The Terror Squad Come down dog, ain't nothin' personal dude I just wanna hit you up cause you got some nice jewels I really don't care what you got to say If you act tough Freddie got som' to spray If you see me in the streets, better pack ya heat Cause I'mma jack you for ya cash, then jack ya beat [Chorus: Freddie Gibbs] Go and empty ya pockets (it's like that?) Take ya money out yo' wallet (it's like that?) Nigga give me all ya jewelry (it's like that?) Hell yeah, talk slick and I'mma peel yo' cap Go and empty ya pockets (it's like that?) Take ya money out yo' wallet (it's like that?) Nigga give me all ya jewelry (it's like that?) Hell yeah, talk slick and I'mma peel yo' cap [Outro: Freddie Gibbs] Ugh, niggas gettin' stuck the fuck up Put yo' hands up This a stickup nigga, put yo' hands up Ugh, put yo' muthafuckin' hands up Ugh, when you see me in the streets put ya hands up