Текст (слова) песни: T.I. - Stand Up

[Chorus]
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

[Chorus]

[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

[Chorus]

[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

[Chorus]

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Все тексты песен: T.I.
» T.I. - I`m Serious
» T.I. - Bezzle
» T.I. - Stand Up
» T.I. - I Can`t Quit
» T.I. - Tha King
» T.I. - Be Better Than Me
» T.I. - What Happened?
» T.I. - Still Ain`t Forgave Myself
» T.I. - I`m Serious (Remix)
» T.I. - Respect This Hustle
» T.I. - Hands Up
» T.I. - I Still Luv You
» T.I. - 24`s
» T.I. - Freak Through
» T.I. - Rubber Band Man
» T.I. - Bring Em` Out
» T.I. - Raw
» T.I. - Let`s Get Away
» T.I. - No More Talk
» T.I. - What Happened


Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: T.I. - Stand Up [Chorus] 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 [Chorus] [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 [Chorus] [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 [Chorus] Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Stand Up: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/119/1/17510.html Все тексты песен: T.I. » T.I. - I`m Serious » T.I. - Bezzle » T.I. - Stand Up » T.I. - I Can`t Quit » T.I. - Tha King » T.I. - Be Better Than Me » T.I. - What Happened? » T.I. - Still Ain`t Forgave Myself » T.I. - I`m Serious (Remix) » T.I. - Respect This Hustle » T.I. - Hands Up » T.I. - I Still Luv You » T.I. - 24`s » T.I. - Freak Through » T.I. - Rubber Band Man » T.I. - Bring Em` Out » T.I. - Raw » T.I. - Let`s Get Away » T.I. - No More Talk » T.I. - What Happened Рекомендуем скачать: » little texas - Better Way » La Oreja De Van Gogh - Dos Cristales » Lila Mccann - Yippy Ky Yay » Lonnie Johnson - I Have To Do My Time (1930) » Lee Ann Womack - You`ve Got To Talk To Me » Lil` Kim - Single Black Female » Led Zeppelin - Fool In The Rain » loeb lisa - train song \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 » Lynyrd Skynyrd - sweet home alabama3 \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 » Lullacry - Bonfires Of Time » Ludacris - Catch Up » lauper cyndi - I Had A Love » Lisa Loeb - Truthfully » Lordz of Brooklyn - LoB Sound » Lament - Sacrifice Of Righteousness » Lou Reed - Charley`s Girl » Lynyrd Skynyrd - Cheatin` Woman » Lit - Sunny Weather » Leonardo`s Bride - I`ll Believe You » Lead Weight - Stalker (Proba)
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