Raise Up Songtext / Lyric

Click click bang he, he, he



I'm sick of niggaz trying to shoot the big six

But when the shit jumps off the nigga plays the big bitch

And that's the problem with the nation of blacks

Too slow with your motherfucking hands so you grab your gats

And listen to the gangsta music



You got a glock-ten in your lap but you scared to use it

You's a motherfucking stud

Letting all your homies know you bought another gun

Suppose they tried to pack you, dropped your dick in the dirt

And know exactly how to send it at you



Trying to work your way into the big clique

And that's the main reason young niggaz die quick

Living in this fast shit and trying to have a bad bit

But what you niggaz know about a bank roll

Tricking off the money you made with them stank hoes

Think about it quick quick and raise up bitch






Now the niggaz I run with are down brothers

And ready to die for a motherfucker

So when you want to step mate

I'm a bust you dead in your ass with this twelve gauge

I ain't your ordinary villain



Some niggaz was born dying I was born killing

So gather up your army G

'Cos that's what it's going to take to stop a nigga like me

'Cos I'm coming at you full force nigga

I hope you got some real niggaz on the trigger



'Cos I be rolling like a hustler

And since you got gats you better use them motherfuckers

Sparking nines at a drastic pace

Taking orders from a motherfucking basket case



So when my nine goes pop

Boy you better shit and get your ass up off the pot

Fuck 'em up listen to my glock click

Now raise up bitch



So niggaz don't fuck with me

'Cos I'm a run the whole ninety motherfucking three

And the rest of the years to come

So bitches bring it on if you motherfuckers want some

And I'm a break you off a big piece



'Cos niggaz can't fuck with the big chief

Attention motherfuckers about face

Salute the one that the people call scarface

Still quick to hit them up, quick to get them up

Quick to not give a fuck, never bringing the false shit



I left the mic for a year and I still ain't lost it

Still running them down, gunning them down

Yeah, 'cos real niggaz going to clown

So put your crown on since you're bigger

And let me take care of my business nigga



The bigger the nigga the bigger the cap

The bigger the bullet the bigger the fucking gatt

So step up with that hoe shit and I'm a empty the whole clip

Ain't no running like a rabbit

'Cos I'm a let you motherfuckers have it



Let the motherfucker blast

And bring your hat to your motherfucking ass

'cos niggaz ain't true to it, you're new to it

And don't know what to do to it

But I ain't never had that kind of luck

If you're scared to bite the bullet then raise the fuck