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    Black Moon

    Throw Your Hands In The Air

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    Добавлена 20 февраля 2008 пользователем AND1

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    [Verse 1: Buckshot]
    Who you all been waiting for? Buckshot
    Who can rock a niggas knot? Buckshot
    Get you high like chocolate? Buckshot
    When it comes to this, I never stop
    Drip drop, hip hop
    Cuz you know Im on top of my job
    Makin it hard, handeling my business on the boulevard
    La, theres so many people trying to be equal
    Shorty all embarassed cuz he drive a Regal
    Its a thugged out bucket
    As long as you make money when you hustle, fuck it
    Its the next man thought to bring you down
    If you aint benefiting, then you better slip in
    a couple words thatll set em straight
    uz carrying the weak niggas on your shoulder is only dead weight
    So, pick your head up when you get up
    And if youre feeling what Im saying
    let me see you throw your fist sup
    [Chorus-Buckshot]
    Throw your hands in the air like this [x3]
    Put your hands in the sky like this
    Throw your hands in the air like this [x4]
    [Verse 2: Buckshot]
    The bomb was set to be lose
    In a couple of minutes, dont be alarmed
    Its a hands on experience, throw your hands up
    Let us, the bettors, niggas put your grands up
    What you about to see is reality, baby
    Check the stats, and see if you can hang with me
    Black Moon, 92, was set to blow
    Smif n Wessun 93 and 94
    Fab 5, 95, and nigga we strive
    To keep it tight and keep this Duckdown shit alive
    Aint no surprise, my niggas put the "real" in "ize."
    You better open up your motherfuckin eyes
    [Chorus: Buckshot x1]
    [Verse 3: Buckshot]
    After this, I smoke a fat Bob Marley
    Into Bob Marley, slow down hardly
    Thumping is a thugs world
    I recognize cuz Im living in the bug world
    I got a letter from my girl in D.C.
    She put me on the scoop about bitches around me
    All of a sudden, I peeped the ones fronting
    It be in the front line of mind
    But in the end, theres always time
    Im just the type to stay original
    Fuck biting off the next man, its pitiful
    P.O.S.: power over suckers
    In this rap game, my nickname be dirty chuckers
    Mr. Buckshot, rock the triathalon of rap
    Squeezing like a python to break your back
    Check the facts for the illy verse
    About reality, you want another one?
    I need your hands first
    [ Throw Your Hands In The Air Lyrics ]
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