Stand Up lyrics

[Hook]
I ain't switching
I ain't snitching
I ain't b*tching
I ain't flipping
I ain't dipping
Imma stand up like a man and take
I ain't ducking
I ain't dodging
I ain't working
I ain't my n*gga
Imma stand up like a man and take
Goin hate real hard
Like them n*ggas did god
My n*gga
Imma stand up like a man take
Gave up my b*tch
I ain't stunting that sh*t

[Verse 1: Lil Scrappy]
So you n*ggas wanna throw bottles
And hoes swallow
Try to hate out of me
You goin need an impala
I all i do is f*ck models
I'm slinging rap like crack
From da A to Chicago
Gotcha ya born leaders
So the real G follows
Seeking that smoking weed
In my chevy monte carlo
I don't know why you tryna holla
Dem n*ggas hating over there
I hope you got ya dollar
Yeah i know you see ya boy toma
With a couple of broads
With my jewerly all on
See my tee shirts and vest
All over my chrome
Dis n*gga hating like he got another ass at home
Hey i got my mamas blood in me
So my heart a fighta
And if i put it on my hood
Dat mean imma rida
I be wishing sh*t be all good
And my days get brighta
But i dont be stunting and sh*t
I just spark up da fire
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[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Ok you n*ggas wanna throw bottles, and hoes swallow
My n*ggas they throw hollows, and mo follow
Like TNT, I know drama, so I'm-a
Keep that AK like Osama, f*ck ya honor
Motherf*cker, f*ck your mama! To the 10th power
Fill his body with embalma, him a goner!
Stop a n*gga like a comma, no informer!
But we got that white boy, that snow, that informer!
Yeah, I got work like an employer
10 guns, 10 goons, and 10 lawyers
And I ain't tryin' to ignore ya...
But money talks - you should let your money talk for ya
(Where you on?) On a corner, right in front of granny
7 gram special... welcome to the Grammies!
And only new money make me happy...
So I'm about to take the old ones, split it up with Scrappy

[Hook]