Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Stand Up , by - Lil Scrappy. Song from the album Dat's Her, She Bad, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 24.10.2010
Record label: Disturbing Tha Peace
Song language: English
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 |