you put your hands in the air Show Niggaz, Top Shottas Put your motherf*cking hands in the air and if you don't give a f*ck like we don't give a
Prevod: TOK. Hands In The Air.
your hands in the air if you know you the shit Let me get a "Ooh, whoa" Let me get a "Ooh, whoa" L to the O, V to the E K to the I, N to the G I don't
gonna block the street Man who the hell cares? Just don't stop the beat No time to sleep, yo it's on tonight K-C, you feeling me right? 2-0-0-0 Will 2K
[ 2low ] You can call me t double o to the l-o-double - yo I'm 2low, that funky little niggaroe Comin back with a brand new cut And you can new jack swing
white girl looking like Vidal Sassoon All up in the bathroom digging the guts out Five in the morning I'm boning the fuck out The H-O-U-S-T-O-N, damn...
to make the brothers act fools Hardcore to make the brothers act fools When I turn a party out, all hands is in the air Some say it's chill, New York
put your hands up in the air, All the pretty girls put your hands up in the air, Now all the pretty girls put your hands up in the air, All the pretty
I J K L M N O P Q R S, T U V, W X Y Z Now I know my ABC's, next time won't you sing with me? "Go on, laugh, make a jackass out of yourself"
ya hands in the air, Cause) We live forever (Wha) We won't go Never (Wha) We won't go broke never, cause You can't touch me [Verse 2] O.k Look Alot of
Awright, awright, awright, awright, awright Awright, awright, awright, awright, awright (Ladies and gentlemen) T to the O to the Y to the A, J to the
Pimp Now throw your hands in the air and let's rock y'all Just throw your hands up high, hip hop y'all Just throw your hands in the air and let's rock
busta ass Quick as I can get my hands on my Mausberg Sure, rollin' wid a half ah bird G'd up, D P G C'd up, O G C'd up original gun clappin' No captains
aggressive with the mic On mine, it's strictly Black Knights Steal the spotlight, show niggas how to rock mics The right way, spit like a K, m o n k
O-RYAN Oh, oh, TU- O G You know how we get down T Scott on the track O tell em what you're talking about [Verse 1:] I, step off into the
't dance with boogies So never mind how we got in here with burners and hoodies Listen we don't pay admission and the bouncers don't check us And we
like it 'cause you choose it Most DJ's won't refuse it A lot of sucker MC's misuse it Don't think that Wu can't lose it Too much to gain to abuse it
-Town It's goin' down, and you know it's goin' down Throw your hands in the air for that H-Town It's goin' down, and they can't really see Screwed-Up
