Put Ur Hands Up

You gotta love somebody, trust nobody Put ya hands up you ever lost somebody Put ya hands up you ever lost somebody Put ya hands up if you love somebody You gotta lost somebody, trust nobody Put ya hands up if you lost somebody Put ya hands up if you love somebody Put ya hands up, put your hands up, nigga Put ya hands up it's a stick up, it's a stick up, nigga Put ya hands up, I can't pick up, I can't pick up Got a hundred pounds in the gutter, pick up, back up, pick up I'ma pull up, pull up, pull up, nigga, count up, count up, count up, nigga Guwop got a pound of birds, get these niggas to learn that niggas got they hands out, but these niggas ain't earned that Got a QP, wanna burn one with me Gucci Mane, wanna turn one with me? Pull out the tone, they start the strippin' This lil' clip, it hold like 50 in the whole 150 Gucci still pitchin' like my name Cal Ripken These young niggas be penny pinchin' I just keep on backing up Bentleys Biggest baller of this damn century Better stay out my damn business We-we-we independent Most of me died, I still get a million You gotta love somebody, trust nobody Put ya hands up you ever lost somebody Put ya hands up you ever lost somebody Put ya hands up if you love somebody You gotta lost somebody, trust nobody Put ya hands up if you lost somebody Put ya hands up if you love somebody Put ya hands up, put your hands up, nigga I started to run off on the plug (Should I do it?) But I ain't even do it (fuck it) I stole the 40 pack, took the profit Went straight to the car lot and blew it I was 'bout to get that photo But I said fuck that, I'ma coupe it (Two seater) Ain't nobody ridin' in this pretty motherfucker right here but me and my tooley (Nah) Just me and my .45 Ain't never love nobody (Nobody) So you know I don't trust nobody Loddy-doddy, it's a gangsta party (Ayy, ayy) All I do is weed and surf, but this b*tch here on molly (Uh huh) It's a stick up, it's a stick up, uh I sold you them Ps, but I sent Gucci and Thug to get you, uh My niggas from ATL, but I'm a Memphis nigga, uh Show you that Glock like Master P and make you say "Uhhhh" It's Dolph up in this bitch (It's Dolph) On that paper route shit in the trap with four thousand dollar outfit Yeah, that's how I'm trapping, I mean how I kick it Pull a drive-by out that black thing with that 30 thousand dollar engine You gotta love somebody, trust nobody Put ya hands up you ever lost somebody Put ya hands up you ever lost somebody Put ya hands up if you love somebody You gotta lost somebody, trust nobody Put ya hands up if you lost somebody Put ya hands up if you love somebody Put ya hands up, put your hands up, nigga Put your motherfckers hands up, shhh, don't move, brodie I will get you LA without no screws, brodie Turn into a centipede, then a n*gga try to go with it Turn into a roach and I'm a real trap star, that's my image (Hey) bitches, bitches, bitches, they the reason I can't trust none AR-15 on the floor, pistol on the couch, I'm not stuntin' nothin' Come in the spot on me Why you really think I'm not gon' burn nothing Leave a pussy nigga head wetter than a bitch Yeah, that's Big Worm homie Yeah, nigga, run up on me, you gon' die, nigga Let this AK sing to you like Trey Songz AKA Trigger Yeah, a motherfuckin' beast to gorilla (Yeah) Hit a pussy nigga with a three, Reggie Miller (Yeah) bitch, not a fox, this a fuckin' chinchilla (Yeah) Leave him with the birds or the fucking baby sitter You gotta love somebody, trust nobody Put ya hands up if you lost somebody Put ya hands up if you ever love somebody Put ya hands up if you ever love somebody You gotta lost somebody, trust nobody Put ya hands up if you lost somebody Put ya hands up if you ever love somebody Put ya hands up, put your hands up, nigga