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[Lil' Fame]We don't say put your hands up, nigga stand up!Yeah.. (STAND UP!)Hahahaha.. yeah!Hear me though, hear me though - heh, yeahYou see it! Say what? You see it!Uh, uh (STAND UP!)[Verse One: Lil' Fame]I'm back in the fuck up in this bitch (who dat?) Me bitch (who dat?)The Brooklyn thug, what the fuck you see bitch?I'm known for regulatin this game, fuck a criticCause when I'm spittin, I'ma split your shit in, when I aimYo you try to get a name, but ain't, provin a thangI'm still doin my thang (go 'head) bells they still rang (uh-huh)Now who the lame that wan' tangle with Lil' FameStep in the ring and I'll break yo' ass up - STAND UP!(AAAAAAHHHH!!!) How you like me now?That +Kool Moe Pee+ shit nigga, put it downYo I need to silence the gat, shit too loudWhen that bitch start to holla, nigga through childMade the church people on your block want to move outI bump off and I dump off, and a nigga cool outWhy? Cause when we in the place with the guns in our waistWe don't say put your hands up, nigga (STAND UP!)Letras de canciones[Chorus 2X: M.O.P.]Sit down (STAND UP!) Sit down (STAND UP!)("First Fam, ridiculous!")Sit down (STAND UP!) Sit down (STAND UP!)[Fame] We don't say put your hands up, nigga (STAND UP!)[Verse Two: Lil' Fame]You gotta get it, cause you nah lissenDump off your body, send your whole family to 'gwan fishinThe street mayor, ghetto street playaHit your hooker with this heavy dick meat playa ass cheek flareFuck the fame! I agree, fuck the fameBut I got four words for ya, don't fuck with FameCause I'm a Machine Gun Kelly, clapper dudeWrite my name across your belly BRBRBRBRBRBRBR clap a dude!Ain't no escapin these streets I'm raised in (c'mon)It's so amazin (why?) We still blazinAin't no savin yo' ass from hell raisinThey be scrapin your canteloupe off the pavementWit yo' wig split in half and yo' chest caved inSo walk on the green, I'ma cut yo' ass down if you walk in betweenSo listen up and hear me boyI'm the American (slash) pretty boy[Chorus][Verse Three: Billy Danze]I done figured it out (what's that?)They don't want us to shine (true!)You lost your mind if you thought I tossed my ironI still got it, for when I'm facin situations like thisYou dissin? I'm hittin (buk buk buk buk buk buk)Listen, is it me or the industry don't understandI'm a whole different breed of manBill Danze, Brownsville, BronxAnd I'm servin double and single shots on the rocks nigga(AAAAHHHHH!) What! Who gon' tame me?I'm a bad block nigga and can't, nobody change meYou can look at me strangelyKeep yappin at your dogs if I go up in your mouth, don't blame meFirst Family trainee, take what's mine{*censored*} is my time to shine, that's that(Take it easy!) Fuck that, I'm ready yoI refuse to dilute jewels for you fools (STAND UP!)[Chorus][Verse Four: Billy Danze]Fizzy Wo' (suckers never played us)They can't fade us, they hate us, they anusIn fact when you touch 'em face to face, they stay in they placeThey know I'm slant up from the right side left five in one fist(Shaddup!) Shutup! Now you want to show love?You hear the soft music in the background it's your brain on slugsNow, it's a dirty job but somebody gotta do itSo I crept up, stepped up, got to it.. (STAND UP!)[Chorus][Outro: M.O.P.]First Fam, ridiculous!Violators try to get with us, we quick to bustThem false dudes can't get with us, homeskilletcause we too tough, too real, too raw, too roughFirst Fam, ridiculousFools try to move but them fools can't get wit husCause we holdin (classin) loadin (blastin)Strollin (crashin) rollin (MASHIN!!) From Letras Mania