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Up Them Thangs
Erick Sermon, Keith Murray, Cadillac Tah
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Yeah, gangsta, what the fuck nigga
Cadillac Tah, uh, E-Dub
This fuckin' beat is gangsta nigga, word, uh
Come on, uh, what up Murray?
Welcome home nigga, yeah
Let's lay it down nigga, gangsta style
Yeah, uh, come on, yeah
Yo, ayo, I be the bandit, make dough expand it
Army bags full, that flow mass transit
Cats can't stand it, oh God damn it
Invade Earth like a UFO landed
Rolex is standard, you got cheese granted
Still can't hang with the Green-Eyed Bandit
Your chain's tampered, caught red-handed
They ask you to run your jewels and you ran it
Smile, you want candy, fake thugs candid
Got shot and screamed like Michael and Janet
Tape sounds skan'd-ed, b-boy slam it
Gots to play my tune 'cause radio demand it
This here's the real, hardcore steel
Boogie Down Productions, KRS-One feel
That there's the deal, run, grab the steel
Set b-boy stance and grab my deal
Yo, yo, watch and rings (Up dem thangs)
All your cheese (Up dem thangs)
Your credit card (Up dem thangs)
Yeah, right now (Up dem thangs)
Your car keys (Up dem thangs)
The accessories (Up dem thangs)
Cristal bottles (Up dem thangs)
Yeah, right now (Up dem thangs)
Yeah, playboy we bang if that chain hang with diamond clusters
Tuff City hustlers, y'all niggas is busters
Mr. Murder, AKA Cadillac Ann, rat-a-tat blam
Niggas get shot for blue rocks, you not
Willin' to die, so up dem thangs
Or the bullets'll fly, touch yo' frame
Believe me it's nothin' man, spittin' lead from heat
Dog, it's my bread and meat, picture me starvin'
Got a degree in robbin' kickin' in doors
And runnin' in stores, boy I'm heartless
Give you the whole cartridge, you look like a smart dude
Relentless, so resistance ain't a smart move
Blakka, blakka, let him have it for the carats
Silly rabbit get nailed when the hammer swingin'
Chop your hand off and slide off your diamond ring and
My nigga Murray touch down, now it's time to bring it
Motherfuckers (Up dem thangs)
Oh, y'all niggas flashin' dough? (Up dem thangs)
Oh, y'all all got chains? (Up dem thangs)
Oh, y'all got diamond rings? (Up dem thangs)
Yo, y'all niggas know my name (Up dem thangs)
Oh, y'all niggas got Benji's? (Up dem thangs)
Oh, y'all niggas playin' games? (Up dem thangs)
Oh, y'all think shit is sweet? (Up dem thangs)
Man, we take it to the streets (Up dem thangs)
Listen young boy, this here ain't no game
You comin' around us, you gon' up them thangs
Rings, chains and watch and your ears, give me the rocks
We stickin' motherfuckers for they shoes and socks
You got Benji's? Up 'em, chains? Tuck 'em
Nah, I don't love 'em, get 'em, yeah fuck 'em
We supposed to be brothers, oh you
Tryin' to kick some knowledge, nigga?
Save that garbage and come up out your pockets
Before money wasn't a thing, it grew on trees
Now my gat is in your mouth, you yellin' "No Keith, please"
I get another and another, a sister and a brother
Who love him, they mama love him, 'cause I damn sure don't love him
Run up on him like, "Yo, who got the weed?"
Up them thangs, nigga, give me that cheese
If you don't want it to rain, and feel this pain
I strongly encourage y'all to up them thangs
Up dem thangs, up dem thangs
Up dem thangs, up dem thangs
Up dem thangs, up dem thangs
Up dem thangs, up dem thangs
Yo, this is Matthew's, chapter five, verse forty-four
But I say unto you, love your enemies, bless them that curse you
Do good to them that hate you, and pray for them
Which despitefully use you and persecute you, peace
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