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Man, I run this rap
Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up
Rest in peace to Smalls
Get your hands up high, hands up high, up high

R.I.P. to
Get your hands up high, hands up high, up high
Nigga, that good shit
Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up

You wan' dance, let's dance, nigga, I take you to the
I'm armed, in my palm, I'm calm, nigga
My made a baby boy, the hood made a man
My 14 grams, took that and made a grand

I do this, you knew this, I told you
Your fate, death day to fuckin, come if you push me
Have you like E.I. E.I., uh-oh after the blow
I get low, they say I go a pro

a wrap, and I'm ghost in the smoke like a roach
You've been clapped and in fact there's no comin from that
I'm the of my breed, no Henny, no weed
Just my vest and my semi in the back of the

Enage, a mirage, see I'm there, then I'm
Cause my lawyers are strong and my money is
So when I'm right I'm and when I'm wrong I'm right
I hit your ass up right, nigga, nighty night

Man, I run rap shit
Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up
Rest in peace to Smalls
Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up

R.I.P. to
Get your up high, hands up high, hands up high
Nigga, roll that good
Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up

Aiyyo, I'm than a pilot, man, I catch a body, man
the case, I lie on the polygram
These O.G.'s talkin 'bout, in the days
I a R.I.P. sign on your MySpace page

I'm in top 8, nigga, drop 8, nigga
GCT Coupe, sour grape, nigga
I'm a ape, nigga, a guerilla in the
I weight, nigga, my connect got bricks

I went gold, you went platinum, we got the same cars
Same house and still fuck the same
of fuckin an R 'n' B bitch
Damn, you look good girl, but get teeth fixed

I'm the Don boy, I get busy
Your two songs, you do them shits with Pretty Ricky
Seven-sixty, by light tint
With two hoes in the whip lookin flint

Man, I run this rap
Get your hands up high, up high, hands up high
Rest in peace to Biggie
Get your up high, hands up high, hands up high

R.I.P. to
Get your hands up high, hands up high, up high
Nigga, roll that good
Get your hands up high, up high, hands up high