Put Ya Hands Up

[Intro]

A'ight, this cool right here, you sure? Yeah

A'ight then, Hopsin

Ayo, drop that shit for me, fo' sho

Uh, cheah, yo

[Verse 1]

Hopsin, smooth cat, thought you knew that?

Move back, when these niggas come with the tools that *Gunshot*

Bruise backs if you ask, you might get (What?)

A few claps [?] gats, [?] (Right)

Start jumpin', this the shit that get your heart pumpin'

Women looking at me like they 'bout ready to start something

Ooh, it's enough, ease up in here

Ain't surprised if somebody tryna fuck ya here, I

Used to spit wack 'til a nigga came up (Came up)

When I come through, niggas get your game up (Game up)

Brothers is tired of hearing the same stuff

That's when Hopsin stepped in (Nigga, say what?)

I be on the block kickin' the rhymes

Sick with the lines, same spot where they committin' the crimes and

Same spot where they spittin' the nines

Same spot where the niggas love chicken, a'ight, let's go

[Chorus]

Get ready, 'cause the party's here

When you leave this motherfucker you gon' hardly hear

You don't like the way it's gettin', then I'm sorry, dear

Now put ya hands (Put ya hands, put ya hands, put ya hands up,) come on

Get ready, 'cause the party's here

When you leave this motherfucker you gon' hardly hear

You don't like the way it's gettin', then I'm sorry, dear

Now put ya hands (Put ya hands, put ya hands, put ya hands up)

[Verse 2]

Hopped outta school, 'cause all my teachers were sick of me (Man!)

I vandalized it just for my publicity (Haha)

Figured a big rap star's what I get to be

They even threw me up on the news, "Mama, look at me"

They all mad at me, askin' me where my sanity

Plannin' these strategy, tryna turn my life into tragedy (What?)

But it ain't happenin', I'ma let 'em keep babblin'

Don't let me get a deal, 'cause I guarantee you'll be mad again

I didn't turn out the way that I oughta be (Nope)

So fuck school, LAUSD, the result is me (Me)

Whenever something was wrong they'd blame it all on me (Me)

So I'm like: "Fuck work, I'd rather fall asleep"

"Pardon me, would you give the school an apology?"

Hell nah, you playin', right? Man, you gotta be

He doing that, it's like he tryna win the lottery

I do the shit again if ever the niggas bother me

[Chorus]

Get ready, 'cause the party's here

When you leave this motherfucker you gon' hardly hear

You don't like the way it's gettin', then I'm sorry, dear

Now put ya hands (Put ya hands, put ya hands, put ya hands up,) come on

Get ready, 'cause the party's here

When you leave this motherfucker you gon' hardly hear

You don't like the way it's gettin', then I'm sorry, dear

Now put ya hands (Put ya hands, put ya hands, put ya hands up)

[Post-Chorus]

We gon' party hard to the break of dawn, ladies

Drop low, brothers, wave your arms

You don't like the way it's gettin' then you better go home

But a party ain't a party if Hopsin on the microphone

[Verse 3]

True that, my cool raps is too fat

Produce tracks, that's too hot and fools act (What?)

Like they never really feelin' the flow

But I don't give a fuck, Hopsin is still on the row, I

Make 'em bounce and clap, went out and back

The house is packed, some niggas lookin' like they 'bout to scrap

But I ain't trippin', nope, cool when I spit the flow

'Cause most these niggas who be actin' hard really pitiful (Shit)

I don't floss 'cause the things is stupid

I'm a MC, I don't need bling to prove it

Hopsin, hot shit, nigga, he's a exclusive

These other MCs is clueless (You know how it be)

[Chorus]

Get ready, 'cause the party's here

When you leave this motherfucker you gon' hardly hear

You don't like the way it's gettin', then I'm sorry, dear

Now put ya hands (Put ya hands, put ya hands, put ya hands up,) come on

Get ready, 'cause the party's here

When you leave this motherfucker you gon' hardly hear

You don't like the way it's gettin', then I'm sorry, dear

Now put ya hands (Put ya hands, put ya hands, put ya hands up)