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My Lord, my Lord, uh Uh, yeah, uh They shootin' niggas down like it's '65 They shootin' niggas down like it's '68 They shootin' niggas down like the slave days, wait They shootin' niggas down like the slave days I feel like Fred Hampton with a AK I feel like Fred Hampton with a AK Nigga, don't get trampled in this melee Nigga, don't get trampled in this melee You wanna stay safe? You better bare a metal arm like a prosthetic Me, my niggas hotboxin' in a box Chevy It's goin' down, I can see where hip hop's headed So put your hands up, like a cop said it Hands up (Hands up) (I need to see ya motherfuckin' hands in the air) Hands up (Hands up) (And wave 'em from side to side like you just don't care) Hands up (Hands up) (Cops still gon' shoot us) Keep your hands up (Keep your hands up) (Hands up like you just don't give a fuck) Letras de cancionesNiggas nursery rhymin' cat in the hat with a bunch of cap in they raps Like they squeeze triggers, I'll smack the fuck out these niggas Some made a hit most came and went I didn't flinch I played the long game knowin' in the end I'd be bigger I see niggas, makin' they lil lists But next to Grip they don't exist, they ain't built like this Niggas flexed up, quick to blow a check on a bitch Better get a Tec to protect the Patek on ya wrist And for that shit that's on ya neck, niggas will take a risk They tryna make a dollar stretch, your lame ass look like a lick And real niggas ain't buyin' all that shit you kick But the kids eat it up that's when the plot gets thick 'Cause see a kid'll learn a song before they learn how to read So if it's nothing in your lines how is they gon' succeed I know you gotta play the game you got a family to feed But if we shackle our own mental then we'll never be freed I said my piece I hope I ain't come off as preachy but at least I utilized my reach to hug every nigga out in these streets I do it for love, not credit, and any beef I pray You and your ops dead it, and if not You wanna stay safe? You better bare a metal arm like a prosthetic Me, my niggas hotboxin' in a box Chevy It's goin' down, I can see where hip hop's headed So put your hands up, like a cop said it Hands up (Hands up) (I need to see ya motherfuckin' hands in the air) Hands up (Hands up) (And wave 'em from side to side like you just don't care) Hands up (Hands up) (Cops still gon' shoot us) Keep your hands up (Keep your hands up) (Hands up like you just don't give a fuck) From Letras Mania