Stand Up
Lil Wayne Ft. Lil Scrappy Lyrics

Stand up
Assert yourself and show some courage

If you don't like what I'm saying then buck
Don't condemn me for what I say, speak up or take it

Swing when you see me we can throw them hands sucker
If you have an issue with me, let's fight and settle it like adults

If you didn't notice nigga, I don't give a fuck
I don't care if you don't like me, I'll speak my mind anyways

If I said it then I meant it and what fuck nigga
I'm sincere with my words and I don't care what you think

You don't want to see the triggerman bust
You don't want a gun pointed at you

Hit you and your mans up, make it hard for niggas to
Shoot you and your crew, make it challenging for others to oppose

Tell your crew they don't want it with us dude
Warn your gang that they don't want to mess with us

And if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfucking move
And if they do cross us, we will take action that will make them regret it

You got a gator mouth and a hummingbird ass
You talk too much for someone who can't back it up

Your mouth writing checks that your ass can't cash
You make promises that you can't keep

145 and I'm out of your weight class
I am stronger and better than you

Want to survive, you better scramble like eggs and break fast
If you want to live, you better act quickly

Cause I know how to handle your fake ass
I know how to deal with someone who is not authentic

I'm a ride on you and hide you in yesterday's trash
I will punish you and make you disappear

Pull up in the Chevy's spraying rounds through the glass
I will use a gun to shoot at you through the car window

See you laying face down in the grass and I'll laugh
I will find joy in seeing you defeated

Ha, cause that's the end of the saga
This is the end of our conflict

The end of my problems, nigga mash the Impala
This is the end of my worries; accelerate in your car and leave

Go lay up with a model and watch the news tomorrow
Relax with a beautiful woman and forget this ever happened

And that's the end checkmate, game over, I'll holler
This is the end, and I'll say goodbye

Pimp, telling you partner, you don't know what you're doing
I'm warning you that you're clueless

Or recognize the trouble you getting in to and you're ruin
Or acknowledge the problems you're creating and get ruined by it

And dig this man
Listen to me

I spent my childhood in a wild hood
I grew up in a dangerous neighborhood

And all that gangster shit you talking, yeah, it sound good
You talk a good game, but you don't know what you're saying

But make it understood
But, let me make this clear

You gone have to show me, I'm a O.G.
You need to prove to me that you're tough, I'm an original gangster

You want to overthrow me
You want to challenge my authority

Dearly beloved, we're gathered here today
Let's start this ceremony

To marry this young nigga in his own special thug way
To celebrate the marriage of this young gangster

Do you promise to love and respect all of the real niggas
Will you pledge to honor and respect all true gangsters

And when a problem come, learn to deal with 'em
And when problems arise, handle them appropriately

Do you swear to turn this chopper
Will you vow to use this gun

On any motherfucker in your path, or the bitch that's trying to stop ya
And shoot anyone who stands in your way or tries to impede your progress

Or do you promise to keep him handy
Or will you keep it close by

And don't hand him to nobody, nobody except family
And only give it to family members

And keep him cocked and loaded and don't expose him to no body
And keep it ready to fire and away from others

Unless somebody, who want him in his body
Unless someone wants to be shot

To love and cherish and from this trigger to a barrel
To form a bond with this gun and use it to shoot others

From the bottom of your heart
With all your heart

'til death do you fuckin' part
Until you die

Do you understand to live, to lie by him
Do you understand that to live a life of crime, you must stick with it

Is to share your soul, Lord knows, you gone die by him
Is to share your soul, and most likely, you'll be killed by it

I know you heard gun stories about John Wayne and Billy the Kid
You probably heard tales about famous gunmen from the past

Shit, all them motherfuckers dead
But they're all dead now

And did you know that every other bitch from the Wild, Wild West
Do you know that every other person in the Wild, Wild West

End up dying from hollow points to they fuckin' chest
Dies from getting shot in the chest with hollow point bullets

Cause I ain't never seen a cock beamer meant for a team of tummy guns
I've never seen a machine gun designed for people's stomachs

With a hundred round fuckin' drum
With a hundred shots ready to fire

Shit, I'm talking about riding out tonight
I'm talking about leaving right now

Only way I die first, got to kill me in this verse
I won't die unless someone kills me while I write this song

Weezy F middle finger to life
I'm angry at life and flipping it off

So nothing seem critical in the hood I'm typical
I'm used to dangerous situations and nothing seems out of the ordinary

Yet I'm feeling good and spiritual
But I'm still feeling good and connected to a higher power

Healing hoods with this shit up out my kitchen
I'm healing the neighborhoods with this music I make

I'm pitching that it's really good
I'm telling people that my music is great

Smoking, drinking, I'm like a fish
I smoke and drink a lot, I'm always doing it

And I'll probably shit on ya bitch
And I might ruin your relationship with your girlfriend

Probably piss on her lips and she probably give you a kiss
I might disrespect her and she might still be nice to you

Nasty, Holly Grove classic
I'm disgusting, a classic from where I grew up

Polly wood a nigga probably robbed the same bastard
In my neighborhood, I probably robbed the same person as someone else

Ask him
You can ask him about it

We don't give a fuck about a casket
We don't care about dying

Nigga this the murder campy
This is where people get killed

Niggas is murder happy
People here enjoy killing others

12 years old, I jumped off the pot
I started selling drugs at 12 years old

I started selling rock right after I got shot
I started selling drugs to make money after getting shot

I had to hold my weight down
I had to prove my worth and stay strong

Pussy nigga stand up or lay down
Either fight me or submit, don't be scared