Представляем точный текст композиции "Put Your Hands Up" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста 8 Ball . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Put Your Hands Up» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую 8 Ball передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
8 Ball - "Put Your Hands Up"
Lyrics to Put Your Hands Up : (feat. MJG) [EightBall] Yeah All my playa niggaz throw your hands up And all my thug niggaz throw your guns up Weak niggaz give your funds up, to these hoes Distance your foes, and stay up on your toes I love this game, but its not the NBA It be me and MJ, doin shit the playa way Daily smokin hay The time on my Roly, tellin me Im gonna make cheese like Kobe Did what the real niggaz showed me, and shook the phonies Hooked the honies, lookin like I got some money Aint it funny, they diss you when you lookin bunny But she your honey, when your stuff shrimps in her tummy I just call it how I see it, non-fictional Deliver the bomb shit, straight irresistable Without a pistol, Ill make you put your hands up So everybody in the place put your hands up [Chorus] Stompin, and pimpin and mackin and actin Bad when a nigga rappin Get your hands up, let me see the big butts We dont wanna see nothin but the big butts Thug niggaz if you feel me bust No matter where you at pull your shit out and bust Thug niggaz if you feel me bust No matter where you at pull your shit out and bust Yeah, first to bringin the pain And you better bring a Hertz too Southern voodoo brewed up to curse you May even hurt you, born into violence Streets a pilot, flyin rhymes over cloudy beats 50 thousand feet above what you thought I was Just a scrub, not good enough to get your love I came with acrobatic tongue tactics Parental advisory because my shit is graphic Tatooed on your memory that fat Tennesee MC Comin out hard, they call me Mr. B-I-G But not because of my size, you better recognize Im do or die, when you talk about my green guys Warn the citizens, the killers on the loose again Gone off of lucigens, clownin in the big Benz All I wanna do is make a nigga get bucked So get up, and get your mothafuckin hands up [Chorus] [MJG] Throw your hands in the smoke, cause theres smoke in the air Get close to me, Ill contact your ass like a flare As you stare, nigga you gonna come to term with what you see A primitive example of the shit you want to be And I aint gonna be Persuaded, by blue sueded shoe wearin Slick gun bitches, who get paid quick Trick niggaz stop all of that trickin and shit If she come with a price tag, fuck that bitch Why should you switch' From one hoe, and love em all Cause she could suck the flavor out a dick' Hell nah One thing you gotta know about a woman Big dicks will be the reason for some shit known to get that pussy comin Now who I be, before the G, MJ Nigga I aint tryin to high side But have a nice day Like a, get a way girl I get hips to watch Im takin applications Look at all the traffic you stopped [Chorus x2] [ Put Your Hands Up Lyrics ]
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