(feat. Lil Jon, Lil' Wayne, Trick Daddy)
[Chorus]
Stand up

If you don't like what I'm saying then buck
Swing when you see me we can throw them hands sucker
Stand up

If you didn't notice ^!$$%, I don't give a $#&@
If I said it then I meant it and what $#&@ ^!$$%
Stand up

You don't want to see the triggerman bust
Hit you and your mans up, make it hard for ^!$$%z to
Stand up

Tell your crew they don't want it with us dude
And if them mother$#&@ers do, bust a mother$#&@ing move
Stand up


[Verse 1: T.I.]
You got an alligator mouth and a hummingbird $$#

Your mouth writing checks that your $$# can't cash
145 and I'm out of your weight class
Want to survive, you better scramble like eggs and break fast

Cause I know how to handle your fake $$#
I'm a ride on you and hide you in yesterday's trash
Pull up in the Chevy's spraying rounds through the glass

See you laying face down in the grass and I'll laugh
Ha, cause that's the end of the saga
The end of my problems, ^!$$% mash the Impala

Go lay up with a model and watch the news tomorrow
And that's the end checkmate, game over, I'll holler
Pimp, telling you partner, you don't know what you're doing

Or recognize the trouble you getting in to and you're ruin
And dig this man
I spent my childhood in a wild hood

And all that gangster %#@! you talking, yeah, it sound good
But make it understood
You gone have to show me, I'm a O.G.

You want to overthrow me

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[Verse 2: Trick Daddy]
Dearly beloved, we're gathered here today

To marry this young ^!$$% in his own special thug way
Do you promise to love and respect all of the real ^!$$%z
And when a problem come, learn to deal with 'em

Do you swear to turn this chopper
On any mother$#&@er in your path, or the (*##$ that's trying to stop ya
Or do you promise to keep him handy

And don't hand him to nobody, nobody except family
And keep him @@#!ed and loaded and don't expose him to no body
Unless somebody, who want him in his body

To love and cherish and from this trigger to a barrel
From the bottom of your heart
'til death do you $#&@in' part

Do you understand to live, to lie by him
Is to share your soul, Lord knows, you gone die by him
I know you heard gun stories about John Wayne and Billy the Kid

%#@!, all them mother$#&@ers dead
And did you know that every other (*##$ from the Wild, Wild West
End up dying from hollow points to they $#&@in' chest

Cause I ain't never seen a @@#! beamer meant for a team of tummy guns
With a hundred round $#&@in' drum


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[Verse 3: Lil' Wayne]

%#@!, I'm talking about riding out tonight
Only way I die first, got to kill me in this verse
Weezy F middle finger to life

So nothing seem critical in the hood I'm typical
Yet I'm feeling good and spiritual
Healing hoods with this %#@! up out my kitchen

I'm pitching that it's really good
Smoking, drinking, I'm like a fish
And I'll probably %#@! on ya (*##$

Probably piss on her lips and she probably give you a kiss
Nasty, Holly Grove classic
Polly wood a ^!$$% probably robbed the same !@$(
Ask him
We don't give a $#&@ about a casket

^!$$% this the murder campy
^!$$%z is murder happy
12 years old, I jumped off the pot
I started selling rock right after I got shot
I had to hold my weight down

#~!!@ ^!$$% stand up or lay down

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