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hands up! - grip lyrics

[intro]
my lord, my lord

[verse 1]
they shootin’ n*ggas down like it’s ’65
they shootin’ n*ggas down like it’s ’68
they shootin’ n*ggas down like the slave days (wait)
they shootin’ n*ggas down like the slave days
i feel like fred hampton with a ak
i feel like fred hampton with a ak
n*gga don’t get trampled in this melee
n*gga don’t get trampled in this melee
ya wanna stay safe? you better bare a metal arm like a prosthetic
me, my n*ggas hotboxing in a box chevy
it’s goin’ down i can see where hip hops headed
so put your hands up, like a cop said it

[hook]
hands up (i need to see ya mothaf*ckin’ hands in the air)
hands up (and wave ’em from side to side like you just don’t care)
hands up (cops still gon’ shoot us)
hands up (hands up like you just don’t give a f*ck)

[verse 2]
n*ggas nursery rhymin’ cat in the hat with a bunch of cap in they raps
like they squeeze triggers, i’ll smack the f*ck out these n*ggas
some made a hit most came and went i didn’t flinch
i played the long game knowin’ in the end i’d be bigger
i see n*ggas, makin’ they lil lists
but next to grip they don’t exist, they ain’t built like this
n*ggas flexed up, quick to blow a check on a b*tch
better get a tec to protect the patek on ya wrist
and for that sh*t that’s on ya neck, n*ggas will take a risk
they tryna make a dollar stretch, your lame ass look like a l!ck
and real n*ggas ain’t buyin’ all that sh*t you kick
but the kids eat it up that’s when the plot gets thick
’cause see a kid’ll learn a song before they learn how to read
so if it’s nothing in your lines how is they gon’ succeed
i know you gotta play the game you got a family to feed
but if we shackle our own mental then we’ll never be freed
i said my piece i hope i ain’t come off as preachy but at least
i utilized my reach to hug every n*gga out in these streets
i do it for love, not credit, and any beef i pray
you and your ops dead it, and if not
[hook]
hands up (i need to see ya mothaf*ckin’ hands in the air)
hands up (and wave ’em from side to side like you just don’t care)
hands up (cops still gon’ shoot us)
hands up (hands up like you just don’t give a f*ck)

- grip lyrics

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