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T.I. feat Lil Jon Trick Daddy & Lil Wayne - Stand Up w/Lyrics
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
T.I.
T.I.
Vocals
Lil Jon
Lil Jon
Vocals
Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne
Vocals
Trick Daddy
Trick Daddy
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Clifford J. Harris, Jr.
Clifford J. Harris, Jr.
Songwriter
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Songwriter
Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith
Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith
Songwriter
M. Young
M. Young
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
T.I.
T.I.
Executive Producer
Lil Jon
Lil Jon
Producer
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Chris Carmouche
Chris Carmouche
Recording Engineer
Jason Geter
Jason Geter
Executive Producer
Jeremiah Claudius
Jeremiah Claudius
Mixing Engineer
Kori Anders
Kori Anders
Mixing Engineer
Leslie Brathwaite
Leslie Brathwaite
Recording Engineer
Nico Solis
Nico Solis
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Check this out my nigga, there's a lot of niggas out here That got a lot of shit to motherfuckin' say But when a nigga bring it to them niggas They can't stand up for what they motherfuckin' said Naw, I ain't say that, he said that Stand up if you got somethin' to say, my nigga Stand up for what you said, my nigga Tell them niggas bring it to the square, nigga Stand up, if you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck Swang when you see me, we can throw them hands sucker Stand up, if you aint notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck If I said it, then I meant it an' what? Fuck, nigga Stand up, you don't wanna see the trigger man buss Hit you an' your man's up, make it hard for a niggas to stand up Tell your crew they don't want it with us dude An' if the motherfuckas do, bust a motherfuckin' move, stand up You got a alligator mouth an' a hummingbird ass Your mouth writin' checks that ya ass can't cash One forty five an' I'm outta ya weight class Wanna survive? You better scramble like eggs an' break fast 'Cause I know how to handle ya fake ass I'm ride on ya an' hide ya in yesterday's trash Pull up in the Chevy, sprayin' rounds through the glass See you layin' face down in the grass an' I laugh Ha, that's the end of the saga The end of my problems, nigga mash the Impala Go lay up with a model an' watch the news tomorrow An' that's the end, checkmate, game over, I'll holla Now I'm tellin' ya, potna, you don't know whatcha doin' Don't recognize the trouble ya gettin' into an' ya ruined Hey, dig this man, I spent my childhood in a wild hood An' all that gangsta shit ya talkin', yeah, it sound good But make it understood, you gonna have to show me I'm a OG, you wanna overthrow me Stand up, if you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck Swang when you see me, we can throw them hands sucker Stand up, if you aint notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck If I said it, then I meant it an' what? Fuck, nigga Stand up, you don't wanna see the trigger man buss Hit you an' your man's up, make it hard for a niggas to stand up Tell your crew they don't want it with us dude An' if the motherfuckas do, bust a motherfuckin' move, stand up Dearly beloved, we gathered here today To marry this young nigga in his own special thug way Do you promise to love an' respect all of the real niggas? An' when the problem come, learn to deal with 'em? Do you swear to turn the chopper on any motherfucker in ya path Or any bitch, that's tryin' to stop ya? An' do you promise to keep 'em handy an' don't hand 'em To nobody, nobody except family? An' keep 'em cocked an' loaded an' don't expose 'em to nobody Unless somebody want 'em in his body To love an' cherish 'em from his trigger to his barrel From the bottom of ya heart, to death do you fuckin' part Do you understand to live the life by him, is to sell ya soul An' Lord knows you gonna die by him I know you heard gun stories about John Wayne an' Billy the Kid Sheed, all them motherfuckers dead An' did you know that every other bitch from the Wild Wild West End up dyin' from hollow points to they fuckin' chest 'Cause they ain't never seen or cocked beamed a milli fourteen Or Tommy gun, with a hundred round fuckin' gun Stand up, if you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck Swang when you see me, we can throw them hands sucker Stand up, if you aint notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck If I said it, then I meant it an' what? Fuck, nigga Stand up, you don't wanna see the trigger man buss Hit you an' your man's up, make it hard for a niggas to stand up Tell your crew they don't want it with us dude An' if the motherfuckas do, bust a motherfuckin' move, stand up Sheed, I'm talkin' about ridin' out tonight Only way I die first, gotta kill me in this verse Weezy F, middle finger to life So nothin' seem critical, in the hood I'm typical Yeah I'm feelin' good an' spiritual, healin' hoods With shit up outta my kitchen, I'm pitching it, it's really good Smokin', drinkin', I'm like a fish an' I'll probably shit on ya bitch Probably piss on her lips an' she'll probably give you a kiss Nasty, holly grove classic, parley with a nigga Probably rob the same bastard, ask him We don't give a fuck about a casket Nigga this the murder cappy, niggas just murder happy Twelve years old, I jumped off the pot I started sellin' rocks, right after I got shot I had to hold my weight down Pussy nigga, stand up or lay down Stand up, if you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck Swang when you see me, we can throw them hands sucker Stand up, if you aint notice, nigga, I don't give a fuck If I said it, then I meant it an' what? Fuck, nigga Stand up, you don't wanna see the trigger man buss Hit you an' your man's up, make it hard for a niggas to stand up Tell your crew they don't want it with us dude An' if the motherfuckas do, bust a motherfuckin' move, stand up
Writer(s): Kanye West, Christopher Bridges Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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