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threat - give it up كلمات الأغنية

[threat]
i told you every n-gga on my block, won’t stop
one time rather send robocop
cause comin down my block is like comin out the pockets
d-mn it’s hard to see behind a stocking (mask)
n-ggas get sniped in broad daylight
so imagine what the f-ck go on at night well let me tell you
the holy’s, the two-lows and, who knows
the n-gga had some sales but now they gone, where they at?
in the back of my el camino, my homie deano
sold ’em to me half price cause he knew me
then i went straight to the paint and a throw cost a bank
so who the f-ck can i date?
eeney-meenie-meenie-miney-moe, whatchu’ got?
very next stop – hydraulic shop
i used to have a 211 case but they dropped it
so turn around punk so i can check yo’ back pockets

[hook: repeat 2x]
{-scratch-} “tie ’em up” – give it up
“somebody gots ta..” – give it up

[threat]
roll through the hood and say wh-ssup to the homies
put two hundred on the forties
and hit the switch and let the -ss on the six just drag
showin off my rim no gold knockoff (“oh no!”)
clownin this like side to side, front to back
so you can get with this or get with that
it’s ninety-two but if you do bring a crew cause the l.a. zoo
is straight puttin n-ggas on q..
they just mad cause they can’t get with the
n-ggas who be talkin that ol’ fly pimp sh-t
cause they don’t wanna slang, they’d rather smoke
comin up short, accidentally coppin soap (d-mn!)
only the strongest survive the longest
all my g homies put me up on it
so watch cause if you watch it’s too big
hers and his you know what time it is, come out the pockets

[hook]

[threat]
gank the rich and give to the poor
and that’s for makin momma do the floors
it ain’t no way in a f-ck y’all can make a butler
out a westside, hard time hustler (like me)
i’d rather see a grave, than be a slave
on front page on the stage with a twenty gauge
cause ropes and whips and belts don’t help
so you can bail that motherf-ckin hay yo’self
for five-twenty-five they must be high
smokin up three and fo’ chickens at once
servin them thangs like burger king
so let me show you love on a fat dub
but i didn’t know he was a narc with the police department
then again i wouldn’t know i never seen the seargeant
sucker, now i’m stuck up like a (?)
and tell my b-tch to come get me up out this motherf-cker
jammed, cause, uncle sam
is givin ten years for every d-mn gram (“bam!”)
you wanna throw away me and throw away the key
and stick me in the dungeon with the criminals, him and those
deputies, kickin those refugees
i made bail punk so you can have my bunk

“tie ’em up” (give it up) “and then feed the b-tch pork!” -] ice cube

(that’s how them motherf-ckers did me
gave me handcuffs and a ham sandwich.)

- threat

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