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

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

You wan' dance, dance, nigga, I take you to the prom
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 this, I told you pussy
Your fate, your day to fuckin, come if you push me
Have you like E.I. E.I., uh-oh the four-four blow
I get low, they say I go a pro

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

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

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

Aiyyo, I'm higher than a pilot, man, I 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 your top 8, nigga, drop 8,
GCT Coupe, it's sour grape,
I'm a ape, nigga, a guerilla in the
I hold weight, nigga, my got bricks

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

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

Man, I run rap shit
Get hands up high, hands 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 up high, hands up high, hands up high
Nigga, roll good shit
Get your hands up high, up high, hands up high