Touch the Sky
50 Cent, Tony Yayo
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Man I run this rap shit Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high Rest in piece to Biggie Smalls Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high R.I.P. to Tupac Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high Nigga roll that good shit Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high You wanna dance lets dance nigga I'll take you to da prom I'm armed tre pound in my palm I'm calm Nigga my mamma made a baby boy the hood made a man My first fourteen grams took that and made a grand I do this you knew this I told you pussy Your fate your death date ill fucking come for you pussy Have you like ei-ei-uh oh after the forty four blow I get low they say I go like a pro Its a rap when I'm dosing You smoked like a roach You been clapped then in fact there's no coming back from that I'm the last of my breed No henny no weed Just my vest and my semi In the back of that Bentley I'M nos and I'm bras See I'm there and I'm gone Cause my loyals is strong And my money here is long So when I'm right I'm right And when I'm wrong I'm right Ill hit your ass up right Nigga its nighty night Man I run this rap shit Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high Rest in piece to Biggie Smalls Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high R.I.P. to Tupac Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high Nigga roll that good shit Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high Hey yo I'm higher than a pilot man I'll cut your body man Beat the case I lied on a polygram These O.G's talk about back in the days I have an r.i.p. sign on your Myspace page I'm your top eight nigga Drop eight nigga G.C.T. coupe its sour grape nigga I'm an ape nigga a gorilla in the mist I hold weight nigga my connect gots bricks I wear gold you wear platinum we still got the same cars Same house and still f*ck the same broads Dreams of fucking an r&b bitch Yeah you look good girl but get your teeth fixed I'm the teflon don boy I get busy Ur legs to strong doing sex with pretty Ricky 760 drive by light tint With two hoes in the whip looking like flip Man I run this rap shit Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high Rest in piece to Biggie Smalls Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high R.I.P. to Tupac Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high Nigga roll that good shit Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high
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Written by: Marvin Bernard, Curtis Jackson, Jasson Harrold, Keyon Harrold
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