The Legendary Traxster - Hands Up, Lay Down lyrics

[Hook 2X: Twista] Hands uuuuup, lay dowwwwwn Count to ten before you get up off the ground When you do I disappear, like the matrix But if you don't, then my thumper gon' leave you wasted [Twista] Dude tried to steal on me, so I'm already pumped (WHAT!) Why you steady standin there talkin that sh**? B-Hype gon' go to the trunk Unload the fivers, SK's and millimeter choppers I got n***as that be k**ers with some sh** That when you shoot it on the block it sound like a helicopter It's hard out ch'ere, motherf**ers ain't got no work It's a few n***as got c**aine, few n***as got dope, most n***as got purp' Lil' n***a tried to play you shady, instead of yellin out three folks and almighty They be talkin 'bout '80s babies, shorties that was born in the '90s is grimy No respect and no morals, actin like you owe that sh** f** up out my face big homie, matter fact gon' load that sh** It done got so crazy up in the streets sometimes I can't believe that this my land Lil' girls used to wanna f** a dope boy, now they wanna f** a stick-up man [Hook 2X] [Waka Flocka Flame] Midwest shawty I'm in the club with the Folks, Midwest shawty I'm in the club with the Lords Midwest shawty I'm in the club with the Stones, them Latin King boys man they minds straight gone What's bangin joe? Pants hang low, why you start playin, that's the [?] gang Came a long way from sellin weed, pills and c**aine n***as catch a body just to get a little street fame C'mon got crunk, that's cream now Flocka Keep ya on ya toes, I ain't playin wit'chu n***a The way a n***a rob ya I think I need a Oscar Trick booty n***a I ain't playin wit'cha partner They say Flock (WHAT!) yo' friends don't know how to act We shootin and fightin over here, and that's a real muh'f**in fact Blap, bottle full of Fuki, [?]version of Tookie All these tats make a n***a wanna shoot me, all these diamonds make a groupie wanna do me Who are you to judge it bruh? Ho please trip, hell yeah we grippin Cut me one time yo the n***a catch you slippin All that bullsh** everyday set trippin (WAKA FLOCKA! FLOCKA! WAKA! FLOCKA! FLOCKA!)