โหลดเพลง mp3 Up on Things (feat. Snoop Dogg) - Fabolous

Up On Things (同意) - Fabolous/Snoop Dogg (史努比狗狗)
Uh yeah

Walk with me west coast

Yeah uh

It's the coast to coast G on the check in

Yeah uh ride ride ride uh

If you ain't up on things
Fabolous is the name street fam is the game
Screamin'718 while them hammers bang
Like bludda ludda lacca bludda ludda lacca
Kick game like I know a little bit of socca
Spic dames a** and a little bit of knockas
Give them nick names and a little bit of vodka
Then I'm game change a very freaky girl
You know who got the gold like the kid from the last dragon
You know who got the low on the spokes and the a** saggin'
You know who got the gold that'll have your a** gaggin'
You know who got the boat that'll have the task naggin'
But I f**k b**ches and get money
My truck switches like errrrr
You got to duck b**ches when you get twenties
And plug switches that make you sit funny
I'm a rider
If you ain't up on things
Don't come close to me
Unless you ride like you supposed to be
If you ain't up on things
Don't come close to me
Unless you pimpin' like you supposed to be
If you ain't up on things
Don't come close to me
Unless you banging like you supposed to be
If you ain't up on things
Don't come close to me
Unless you gangsta like you supposed to be
C'mon you know its g's up c o's down
If I freeze up its kilos now
Pick trees up its 34 pounds
Fill the bees up till these bro's drown
I snatch a few g's up and flea those towns
Busta's freeze up when my v slow down
I ease up with these 4 pounds
Squeeze up to 34 rounds
I pick these up its g code now
Ya'll better call the d's up before I reload now
I'm the boss something like springs teen
I got something that bring green
That look something like string beans
I make sure the hustlers keep something to sling the fiends
White yellow and a little something that bling green

We going to blast if we going I been doing
This since jabbar was hooking off the glass in the forum ghetto
Your grandparents has to assume
Cuz the face look like a magnifying glass on the poem oh boy
If you ain't up on things
Don't come close to me
Unless you ride like you supposed to be
If you ain't up on things
Don't come close to me
Unless you pimpin' like you supposed to be
So my niggas niggas
They get money money
Throw your motherf**king hand in the air in the air
And if you up on things and you don't give a f**k
Let me hear y'all niggas scream oh yeah oh yeah
And all my b**ches b**ches
They get money money
Throw your motherf**king hand in the air in the air
And if you up on things and you don't give a f**k
Let me hear y'all b**ches scream oh yeah oh yeah
It's the kid with the d o double g
After blowing 34 dubs of trees
My eyes are below double g's
After sipping pin o bubbly skee o rubbing me
We'll probably go below publically
I'm a coast to coast g I keep the toast to mostly
For those who pose to closely backup
Keep a piece in the vest that's how we ride
From the north to the south to the east to the west
So my niggas niggas
They get money money
Throw your motherf**king hand in the air in the air
And if you up on things and you don't give a f**k
Let me hear y'all niggas scream oh yeah oh yeah
And all my b**ches b**ches
They get money money
Throw your motherf**king hand in the air in the air
And if you up on things and you don't give a f**k
Let me hear y'all b**ches scream oh yeah oh yeah
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