Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song We Want Yo Hands Up, artist - Warren G..
Date of issue: 31.12.1995
Song language: English
We Want Yo Hands Up |
We want yo hands in the air with yo mouth shut |
With Hershey Locc on the mic and Warren G is on the cut |
We make your heart beat, with Hershey Locc and Warren G |
Mr. Malik- |
We make yo heart beat like the beat of a heart |
With these rhymes I release busta B plays his part |
Get it start, get it set, I bet we goin |
G Funk plus timer the energize bunny still goin |
Ain’t you knowin, I’m so seasick and tired of these niggas |
Tryin to get us all start up, cuz they got caught up by trickaz now |
Lock down to all blood clots, Malik and Warren G and we shakin up |
Spots |
Warren G- |
Plots, when we got work to do |
From Atlanta GA to the beach with the Long Beach Crew |
Ooh, what would you do what we do, what we do when we comin after |
You |
Mr. Malik- |
They say that drama for they Mama, no we can’t talk like Tevyn |
Wonder why they families cried and died before 97 |
Them and they sins burn to heavy make it all the way to heaven |
And we keep bellin, yo G Z it ain’t easy tell em |
Warren G- |
Its the second time arizzound |
You know we gotta clizzown |
Young GFC and Hershey Locc from the pizzound |
From OG to BG, from BG to OG |
My sounds thump pump pump and you know me |
We want yo hands in the air with yo mouth shut |
With Hershey Locc on the mic and Warren G in the cut |
We make your heart beat, with Hershey Locc and Warren G |
Mr Malik- |
Now he’s solo while we roll up on yo block like the kesops |
Makin everybody drop stop and stand it one spizzop |
We have it locked, to the tic toc it dont stop |
From our block to his block, it is that world bombs a lot |
Everybody got Glocks, but let him learn about |
How them worms rock to the worms drop |
Yeah you heard we rock, microphones by the masses |
You never smash it, I get C-Notes diggin for the casket |
It gets drastic, no need to ask if, we straight up mashin |
If we dont start up all y’all to ball cashin |
The throat locc apparatus when |
Front to back again, what you want we back again |
Now if a spliff did lyrically gifted, time to rap it then |
So everybody throw your muthafunkin hands up in the wind |
La la la la la, dee dee da dee dee da dee da |
Warren G- |
I got brew D like brady more like trump |
Like the homey Tracy D who the quick to dunk |
Follow me, back to the situation at hand |
We make your heartbeat bounce, wit ya hands on your chest and your |
Pecs |
Open I’m scopin, the homey straight loccin, break we go for broken |
What you smokin? |
the bomb blueberry |
G Z Whee Z’s back and its scary |
To each and everyone of you wannabes |
You wants none of these we rap catastrophies |
Make ya heart beat ooh, ahh, dee dee da dee dee da dee dee da dee da |