Stand Up lyrics

[Chorus]
Dip Set, stand up
Leron, stand up
D Town, stand up
Avenue, stand up (Aye)
Throw them f*ckin' trays up
Throw them f*ckin' trays up (Aye)
Throw them f*ckin' trays up
Throw them f*ckin' trays up (Aye)
Low Life, stand up
Murder drive, stand up
Dogg Pound, stand up
Parkway, stand up (Aye)
Throw them f*ckin' trays up
Throw them f*ckin' trays up
Throw them f*ckin' trays up (Aye, aye, aye)
Throw them f*ckin' trays up

[Verse 1]
No, this ain't a movie, but this the future presentation
f*ck the bullsh*t, I'm goin' in about the situation
Hit his ass up with that .9, no hesitation
Have his ass beat like a b*tch on a menstruation
Aw, I don't think he realize what his ass facin'
'Til I catch late-night slippin' in that gas station
Leave your ass in that gas station
Send him to the morgue and turn his ass into a karma patient
It's a bang, bang gang
Eastside, what up
I'm young money crazy, lil' Vernon, that's my brother
Free my n*gga Maino
Rest in peace Weebo
Leron, b*tch, throw them L's up for Lil Moe
I don't got to shoot, my lil' n*ggas come and let it blow
If you lookin' for me, we be posted by the corner store
[?] city, we the best on the f*ckin' [?]
I don't know what you'll do for your respect, but imma die for mine
[Chorus]
Dip Set, stand up
Leron, stand up
D Town, stand up
Avenue, stand up
Throw them f*ckin' trays up
Throw them f*ckin' trays up
Throw them f*ckin' trays up
Throw them f*ckin' trays up
Low Life, stand up
Murder drive, stand up
Dogg Pound, stand up
Parkway, stand up
Throw them f*ckin' trays up
Throw them f*ckin' trays up
Throw them f*ckin' trays up
Throw them f*ckin' trays up

[Verse 2]
Hatin' is my major, that's crazy, so stop then
Navy blue, Impala, tint windows, ridin' '010
I'm tryna rest in green, I ain't tryna rest in peace
This rappin', and this street sh*t
Gettin' close to me sh*t
Leanin' every day like I'm tryna OD, sh*t
Laid back, .40 on my lap, lowkey sh*t
Hustle on knees, Four Corners, 4C sh*t
n*ggas talkin' to the lot, hopin' we don't see sh*t
[?] got called up
Charges bein' brought up
Word from his mama, tryna slam him with a [?]
You know that Tim case that he beat was bein' brought up
Charles, don't worry, we keepin' eyes on your daughters
Leave the lot, no evidence
Poppin' all revolvers
[?] we drove Chargers
Clip long as shoe strings
Clappin' shells, wafters
Aimin' at no kids, at no boys, at no toddlers
[Chorus]
Dip Set, stand up
Leron, stand up
D Town, stand up
Avenue, stand up
Throw them f*ckin' trays up
Throw them f*ckin' trays up
Throw them f*ckin' trays up
Throw them f*ckin' trays up
Low Life, stand up
Murder drive, stand up
Dogg Pound, stand up
Parkway, stand up
Throw them f*ckin' trays up
Throw them f*ckin' trays up
Throw them f*ckin' trays up
Throw them f*ckin' trays up