Handz Up

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Hi-Tek] It's too much money to get, too many avenues Too many punchin' the clock for a nigga to snooze Too much hip hop in for a nigga to be crying the blues A jazzy nigga straight from the Natti Zoo Diamond laid the track so I jumped on the train I'm Hi-Tek, what the hell is Mark Twain saying I'm ahead of my time, niggas like dime Show me the rope for what need to be climbed Gotta shine cuz they barely hear my vocals From the Midwest, so my music sound bi-coastal I use to catch the greyhound to NY With that MP-60 and a pound of that lye Grind more, legend of the story the time told If i had to do it again I do it ten fold My love for the music way beyond A couple dollars, a couple models and bottles of Dime I'm... [Chorus: Scratches] Ain't nobody stopping us here It's game time I'm a whole di-different breed of man Put yo hands up, put your hands up Put yo hands up, put your hands up Ain't nobody stopping us here Stop-stop playing these childish games Put yo hands up, put your hands up [Verse 2: Diamond D] (You damn right, I'm) Somebody The coach of this shit, you know, Vince Lombardi I run drills, call all the shots All you do is pop pills, fuck all the thots When this shit pops off, call all the cops Niggas wanna walk the line, Johnny Cash Talking money, but looking like 'I need cash' (That's right) And I'm high, Stevie Ray Vaughan On locked, but the MPC stays on (Uh) The MPV plays on [?] So NBC stays on, nigga Lick a ball now, suck a dick later Dope niggas out in the O, Dick Slater Eating yo food with just a quick cater Celebrating now, take the flick later DMR niggas, no click greater [Chorus: Scratches] Ain't nobody stopping us here It's game time I'm a whole di-different breed of man Put yo hands up, put your hands up Put yo hands up, put your hands up Ain't nobody stopping us here Stop-stop playing these childish games Put yo hands up, put your hands up