Hands Up G-Unit Composicao: Indisponivel Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up [50 Cent (Lloyd
hoes and more cheddar (yeah) G-Unit move around with them pounds and berretas (uh) Yeah faggot, if I want it I'm gon' have it Regardless if it's handed
I'm runnin outta time Where is my runway love Searching low and high Know that I'm not givin' up. I give it all up for her I'll never be enough I wont
, I love it And nothin' in my life will ever be above it We wanna see our kids all grown up We're tired of seein' our hoods get blown up L.A. is a great
One hand in the air if you don't really care Two hands in the air if you don't really care It's like that sometimes, I mean ridiculous It's like that
buckshots [Bizzy] I got some unfinsihed business So won't ya's come up with me K, bring the P-U-M-P Lay, bring the G-A-G-E 'Cause there's this gang
from the black folks I'm tryin' to get it on, tryin' to check the grip And there goes officer cracker tryin' to sink my fuckin' battleship Turnin' on his flashers, callin' up
fakin' g Come to find out, the girl never had me She's the baby's mother but me I ain't the baby's daddy And biological tests can prove You gotta get up
's a few clips that you shouldn't play with G-Unit, Ruff Ryders'll get you shot down Aiyyo, fuck y'all niggaz talkin' 'bout, think you playin' wit? Double R, G-UNIT
poppin the heat I don't know nothin 'bout setteling no beef in the streets Nah, I don't know nothin 'bout baggin the grams I ain't never had no spot or went hand to hand
t the same man Flyin' by the sky like Starscream T.B.S. & G-Unit! Fuck all the niggas on his team My money ain't over! Check it! T.B.S. Generals and G-Unit
nothin' 'bout poppin' the heat I don't know nothin' 'bout sellin' no beef in the street Nah, I don't know nothin' 'bout baggin' the grams I ain't never had no spot or went hand to hand
Dawg Yes Kamal Busta Bus What up? Yo Reggie Noble yo it's time to step up Yo yo I'm just a ill nigga who don't got it all up stairs Riding dick, get
cuffed my hand you understand He threatened me with tears Sorry motherfucker had his gun out with a grin You think the story's over but it's ready to begin One O.G
we do it, now everybody put your fuckin' hands up! Lets Go! [Nate Dogg (50 Cent) Chorus] Heyyyy, (GGGGGG G-UNit), go ahead and have a party if you want to, (GGGGGG-GGGGGG G-UNit
up Since everybody wanna be us, then G up Blaze the motherfuckin' weed up Everywhere we go they showin' us love And by the time we leave they throwin' up
Sh-sh-sh-shady Aftermath, haha G-G-G Unit, haha 'Cause we came here to set this party off right Let's bounce tonight And if they don't let us in through
Sh-sh-sh-Shady Aftermath G-G-G-Unit 'Cuz we came here to set this party off right Let's bounce tonight And if they don't let us in through the front
