Threat - Give It UpLyrics

[Threat] I told you every nigga on my block, won't stop One time rather send RoboCop Cause comin down my block is like comin out the pockets Damn it's hard to see behind a stocking (mask) Niggaz get sniped in broad daylight So imagine what the fuck go on at night well let me tell you The holy's, the two-lows and, who knows The nigga had some sales but now they gone, where they at? In the back of my El Camino, my homie Deano sold 'em to me half price cause he knew me Then I went straight to the paint and a throw cost a bank So who the fuck can I date? Eeney-meenie-meenie-miney-moe, whatchu' got? Very next stop - hydraulic shop I used to have a 211 case but they dropped it So turn around punk so I can check yo' back pockets [Chorus: repeat 2X] {*scratch*} "Tie 'em up" - give it up "Somebody gots ta.." - give it up [Threat] Roll through the hood and say whassup to the homies Put two hundred on the forties And hit the switch and let the ass on the six just drag Showin off my rim no gold knockoff ("oh no!") Clownin this like side to side, front to back So you can get with this or get with that It's ninety-two but if you do bring a crew cause the L.A. Zoo is straight puttin niggaz on Q.. They just mad cause they can't get with the niggaz who be talkin that ol' fly pimp shit Cause they don't want to slang, they'd rather smoke Comin up short, accidentally coppin soap (damn!) Only the strongest survive the longest All my G homies put me up on it So watch cause if you watch it's too big Hers and his you know what time it is, come out the pockets [Chorus] [Threat] Gank the rich and give to the poor And that's for makin momma do the floors It ain't no way in a fuck y'all can make a butler out a Westside, hard time hustler (like me) I'd rather see a grave, than be a slave On front page on the stage with a twenty gauge Cause ropes and whips and belts don't help So you can bail that motherfuckin hay yo'self For five-twenty-five they must be high Smokin up three and fo' chickens at once Servin them thangs like Burger King So let me show you love on a fat dub But I didn't know he was a NARC with the police department Then again I wouldn't know I never seen the seargeant sucker, now I'm stuck up like a (?) And tell my bitch to come get me up out this motherfucker Jammed, cause, Uncle Sam is givin ten years for every damn gram ("Bam!") You want to throw away me and throw away the key And stick me in the dungeon with the criminals, him and those deputies, kickin those refugees I made bail punk so you can have my bunk "Tie 'em up" (give it up) "and then feed the bitch pork!" -> Ice Cube (That's how them motherfuckers did me. Gave me handcuffs and a ham sandwich.)