Lyrics Stand Up - Lil Scrappy

Stand Up

I ain’t switching
I ain’t snitching
I ain’t bitching
I ain’t flipping
I ain’t dipping
Imma stand up like a man and take
I ain’t ducking
I ain’t dodging
I ain’t working
I ain’t my nigga
Imma stand up like a man and take
Goin hate real hard
Like them niggas did god
My nigga
Imma stand up like a man take
Gave up my bitch
I ain’t stunting that shit
So you niggas wanna throw bottles
And hoes swallow
Try to hate out of me You goin need an impala
I all i do is fuck models
I’m slinging rap like crack
From da A to Chicago
Gotcha ya born leaders
So the real G follows
Seeking that smoking weed
In my chevy monte carlo
I don’t know why you tryna holla
Dem niggas hating over there
I hope you got ya dollar
Yeah i know you see ya boy toma
With a couple of broads
With my jewerly all on See my tee shirts and vest
All over my chrome
Dis nigga hating like he got another ass at home
Hey i got my mamas blood in me So my heart a fighta
And if i put it on my hood
Dat mean imma rida
I be wishing shit be all good
And my days get brighta
But i dont be stunting and shit
I just spark up da fire
Ok you niggas wanna throw bottles, and hoes swallow
My niggas they throw hollows, and mo follow
Like TNT, I know drama, so I’m-a
Keep that AK like Osama, fuck ya honor
Motherfucker, fuck your mama!
To the 10th power
Fill his body with embalma, him a goner!
Stop a nigga like a comma, no informer!
But we got that white boy, that snow, that informer!
Yeah, I got work like an employer
10 guns, 10 goons, and 10 lawyers
And I ain’t tryin' to ignore ya…
But money talks — you should let your money talk for ya
(Where you on?) On a corner, right in front of granny
7 gram special… welcome to the Grammies!
And only new money make me happy…
So I’m about to take the old ones, split it up with Scrappy