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Erick Sermon
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Up Them Thangs
作词：Crocker Tiheem, Murray Keith Omar, Sermon Erick S
That's hot, crazy, yeah, gangsta, what the fuck nigga?
Cadillac Tah, E-Dub, this fuckin' beat is gangsta nigga
Word, c'mon what up Murray? Welcome home nigga
Yeah, let's lay it down nigga, gangsta style, yeah, c'mon, yeah
Yo, aiyyo I be the bandit, make dough expand it
Army bag full that blow mass transit
Cats can't stand it, oh God damn it
Invade earth like a UFO landed
Rolex or standard, you got cheese granted
You still can't hang with the green eyed bandit
Your chains tampered, caught red-handed
They asked you to run ya jewels and you ran it
Smile you on candid, fake thugs canned it
Got shot and screamed, like Michael and Janet
Tape sound scanned it, B-boys slammed it
Gots to play my tune 'cause radio demand it
This here's the real hardcore steel
Boogie Down Production, KRS, one feel
That there's the deal, Ron grab the steel
Set B-boy stance and grab my deallz
Yo yo watch 'em rings, up dem thangs
Or your cheese, up dem thangs
Your credit cards, 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 - POV city hustler
Y'all niggaz is busters, Mr. Murder
A.K.A. Cadillac and rat-a-tat blam
Niggaz be 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 nuttin' mayn, spittin' lead from heat dog
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This 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, bluka, bluka
Let 'em have it for the karats silly rabbit get nailed
When the hammer swingin'
Chop your hand off and sawed off your diamond ring
And my nigga Murray touch down on it, time to push it
Oh y'all niggaz 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 niggaz know my name, up dem thangs
Oh y'all niggaz got Benji's, up dem thangs
Oh y'all niggaz 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 thang, 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 'em they momma love 'em 'cause I damn sure don't love 'em
Run up on 'em like, yo, who got the weed
Up dem thangs, nigga, gimme dat cheese
If you don't want it to rain, and feel this pain
I strongly encourage y'all to up dem 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
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