Erick Sermon - Up Them Thangs Lyrics
f/ Cadillac Tah, Keith MurrayThat's hot (crazy)[Cadillac Tah]Yeahh, gangsta!What the ***** nigga?Cadillac Tah, uhhE-Dub - this *****in beat is gangsta niggaWord, uhh, c'mon, uhhWhattup Murray?Welcome home niggaYeah, let's lay it down nigga, gangsta styleYeah, uhh, c'mon, yeah[Erick Sermon]Yo, aiyyo I be the bandit, make dough expand itArmy bag full that blow mass transitCats can't stand it, oh God damn itinvade earth like a UFO landedRolex or standard, you got cheese Grant-edYou still can't hang with the Green Eyed BanditYour chains tampered, caught red-handedThey asked you to run ya jewels and you ran itSmile you on candid, fake thugs canned itGot shot and +Scream+ed, like Michael and JanetTape SoundScanned it, b-boys slammed itGots to play my tune cause radio demand itThis here's the real, hardcore steelBoogie Down Production, KRS-One feelThat there's the deal, Ron grab the steelSet b-boy stance and grab my deallz[Chorus: Erick Sermon]Yo yo watch 'em rings (up dem thangs)Or your cheese (up dem thangs)Your credit cards (up dem thangs)Yeah right now (up dem thangs)Your car keys (up dem thangs)The accesories (up dem thangs)Cristal bottles (up dem thangs)Yeah right now (up dem thangs)[Cadillac Tah]Yeah, playboy we bang if that chain hangwith diamond clusters - POV CITY HUSTLERS!Y'all niggaz is busters, Mr. MurderA.K.A. Cadillac and rat-a-tat BLAM!Niggaz be shot for blue rocks, you notwillin to die so UP, DEM, THANGSOr the bullets'll fly TOUCH, YO, FRAMEBelieve me it's nuttin mayn, spittin lead from heat doggThis my bread and meat, picture me starvinGot a degree in robbin, kickin in doors and runninin stores boy I'm heartless give you the whole cartridgeYou look like a smart dude, relentlessSo resistance ain't a smart move, BLUKA BLUKA!Let 'em have it for the karats silly rabbit get nailedWhen the hammer swinginChop your hand off and sawed off your diamond ringan' my nigga Murray touch down on it, time to push it[Chorus: Keith Murray]Oh y'all niggaz flashin dough? (up dem thangs)Oh y'all all got chains? (up dem thangs)Oh y'all got diamond rings? (up dem thangs)Yo y'all niggaz know my name (up dem thangs)Oh y'all niggaz got benji's (up dem thangs)Oh y'all niggaz playin games? (up dem thangs)Oh y'all think shit is sweet? (up dem thangs)Man we take it to the streets (up dem thangs)[Keith Murray]Listen young boy this here ain't no gameYou comin around us you gon' up them thangsRings chains and watch, and your ears give me the rocksWe stickin mother*****ers for they shoes and socksYou got Benji's?Up 'em - chains?Tuck 'emNah, I don't love 'em - get 'em, yeah ***** 'emWe supposed to be brothers - oh you tryin to kick some knowledge nigga?Save that garbage and come up out your pocketsBefore money wasn't a thang, it grew on treesNow my gat is in your mouth you yellin, "No Keith please!"I get another and another, a sister and a brotherWho love 'em they momma love 'em cause I damn sure don't love 'emRun up on 'em like - yo, who got the weed?UP DEM THANGS nigga gimme dat cheese!If you don't want it to rain, and feel this painI strongly encourage y'all to up dem thangs(up dem thangs) (up dem thangs) (up dem thangs) (up dem thangs)(up dem thangs) (up dem thangs) (up dem thangs) (up dem thangs)
