Stand Up

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Hurricane Chris - Rap

Stand Up

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Duration: 3:09

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[Intro] 𝘑𝘑𝘙 Street niggas never lie Street niggas never lie I don't go nowhere without my five [Verse 1] They fake as shit, gon' make catch a nigga catch you walkin' to yo' car Chase a nigga wit' this switch, like I'm his granny it go "rddda" Threw a rock and hit his hand, but nigga we know who you are .762 make you hit like 70 flips when this bitch spark My lil' niggas killin' shit, ain't got no heart Tell you right now, when we beefin' keep yo' bitch up out yo' car (hmmm) Crucial wit' this bitch, every time I bust I hit mah mark Niggas too loose at the lips, I got two clips in this AR [Verse 2] Know you ain't bout action, need to shut yo' fuckin' mouth Said he was gon' slide, but [?] done let 'em out, they at Waffle House Lets go through that bitch and air it out, steppin' on bitch niggas That's the only shit I care about, don't get in mah business I won't have to find yo' whereabouts Treat yo' bitch like some new J's, bust her open, wear her out Told her I was gonna buy her a Berkin bag, know I'm cappin' now See these hoes and the police, thats the only time I lie Wake up in the morning, before I brush my teeth I grab mah five Say she on the molly, when we fuck, shit, look me in mah eyes I'm seven tray with this AK, I'll put this bitch on a nigga top Disrespect a gangsta how you make some shit get shot, don't come around mah block [Chorus] I can't even lie (I can't even lie) I don't go nowhere without mah five (fa, fa, fa, fa, fa) They can't even lie (they can't even lie), Them niggas won't come around mah block (block, block, block, block) [Verse 3] (Ay, ay) You want this hand tool or the rife? Imma put it right in yo' life bitch I never liked em, I won't fight em, when I catch em I'm gon' ice shit The chopstick called a rifle, Imma put it right in yo' life just like I said These niggas talkin' scared He post up on me, I don't want yo chest I want yo head We ain't aimin' at no legs, and this shit ain't Call of Duty, you can't respawn after you dead When that bitch in mah hand, I don't be playin Come here nigga, tell me what you said Time to make you stand up like a man [Chorus] I can't even lie (I can't even lie) I don't go nowhere without mah five (fa, fa, fa, fa, fa) They can't even lie (they can't even lie), Them niggas won't come around mah block (block, block, block, block) [Outro] (Ay) You want this hand tool or the rife? Imma put it right in yo' life bitch I never liked em, I won't fight em, when I catch em I'm gon ice shit

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  • Hurricane Chris