Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Put Up Shut Up, artist - Brownside. Album song The Take Over, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 12.06.2006
Record label: East Town
Song language: English
Put Up Shut Up |
I got a lot of things I gotta get off my chest |
For example Brownside no mas, fuck the rest |
Wassup to the pelones who put it down like that |
Sell dope, hit the pussy, gang bang and bust caps |
Throw it up ese and let the pedo be known |
Cause aquí para E-S all muthafucking day long |
You know it hell yeah, once again it’s on |
Gotta keep these punk ass muthafuckers on the run |
Nah homie I don’t claim |
I’m not from there |
All I do is rap |
That’s all I hear from these bitches when I hit em up |
Run up, put up or shut the fuck up |
You punk ass foos |
Trying to claim to fame |
Tryna be but you can’t |
Cause all you bitches sound lam |
I gotta take em to school |
And show thes levas how it’s done |
Snatch em by the neck |
And beat em down with my fucking gun |
Put up (put up) |
Run up (run up) |
Or shut the fuck up (shut the fuck up) |
A jotos bravos molesto |
No les cuadra lo que muestro |
Es que estoy puesto dispuesto |
Pa pelear por nuestro |
El maldito maestro es lo que soy |
Con respeto les desmestro |
Como se hace esto, a les voy |
El día de hoy me sobra la casque me odia |
Pero ni pedo yo soy del sur de California |
Un pinche pelon con su sureño corazón |
Que recibió de bendicion |
Por allá dando de cabron |
Un a visión, ilusión cómo les guste |
La plataforma les puse |
Yo juzgo el que la use |
Ojalá que dios no me cruze |
Con el puto que abuse |
Porque la nota el juguete que cargo ya lo use |
Entiendan que yo soy el maldito de dos uno tres |
Los Ángeles representando otra vez |
Lo que le falta en este juego |
Yo se lo voy adar |
Porque no hay otro igual |
Guerilledo de sur central |
Put up (put up) |
Run up (run up) |
Or shut the fuck up (shut the fuck up) |
And see you marks is looking silly |
Out here claiming to fame |
Talking bout you riding Sur |
And ain’t done a goddamn thang |
To earn your people in the streets |
Like us vatos out here banging |
7 days of the week |
Puffing chronic serving cavi |
And roll with straps in the seat |
So best to dodge us muthafucker |
And hope these paths don’t meet |
Cause you’ll be caught in the cross |
And get your bitch ass tossed |
Cause we be known to making statements |
Set to clear who the boss |
Cause we ain’t fronting for fame |
Just peep the stilo muthafucker |
We was bred for the game |
While you transparent and lame |
And think you giving up that Trece |
Gonna make you the same |
But you ain’t live like I do |
Like smuggling shit off in the pen |
And hit that safe for the Sur |
Cause that’s the way that we play |
A straight soldado from the área |
Scandeloso L. A |
Where we pulling cartas daily |
So best to mean what you say |
Before you whined up in the hole |
Be I.C.U'd from the K |
Put up (put up) |
Run up (run up) |
Or shut the fuck up (shut the fuck up) |