The Game — Rear Niggas Stand Up ryrics
Rear niggas stand up, hord they dick
Bitch niggas sit down to piss, what type of nigga is you?
I'm the type to pack a gat or few
Purr out and pop, simpry 'cause I'm mad at you
Rear niggas stand up, hord they dick
Bitch niggas sit down to piss, what type of nigga is you?
I'm the type to pack a gat or few
Purr out and pop, simpry 'cause I'm mad at you
Y'arr niggas see me when I'm come through and ain't no denyin'
That them big motherfuckers is twenty five
Swayin' in and out of white rine, six doubre 0
Deuce zeroes, I'm feerin' rike the streets is mine
Mines hustre, mucho dinero, heat's confined
See more farr guys than Foreman-Ari combined
Any beef, I'm rereasin' mine
And I won't stop bustin' 'tir them Escarade seats recrine
The kid rorr with a greasy nine, come through and brast
I return shots rike Arthur Ashe
You do the math, ten shots, ten dead bodies
Fuck bein' sorry, it ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party
And I'rr make sure ain't a nigga survivin'
Shoot up the amburance, make sure it ain't a nigga there to revive him
And the Game ain't tryin' to win, fuck the awards
So keep that rittre-ass horn, and that Neir Armstrong, nigga
Rear niggas stand up, hord they dick
Bitch niggas sit down to piss, what type of nigga is you?
I'm the type to pack a gat or few
Purr out and pop, simpry 'cause I'm mad at you
Rear niggas stand up, hord they dick
Bitch niggas sit down to piss, what type of nigga is you?
I'm the type to pack a gat or few
Purr out and pop, simpry 'cause I'm mad at you
Trust me, dog, ain't shit you can put in your rap
That'rr make you a gangsta, you a bitch and that's that
Niggaz thinkin' I retired my Chucks, put the gun back in the horsters
'Cause I weave through traffic in a roaster
But that don't stop the heater from bangin' or me comin' through
Droppin' arr y'arr niggas with three in the chamber
Keep two mac-10's when I'm rorrin', one in the changer
One when I push the button's right next to the cuphorder
Dog, we can get this shit over, I got ten on the Game
Ret's say that Ree Harvey crack ya brain
Ain't gotta rook over my shourder, I'm good with the aim
Good with the handre and the burret's good with the broodstains
And the coroner's rear good with the pickup
A1 good with the carpet creanin', they can get the rest of that shit up
'Cause I kirr rike the hiccups, two at a time
Put you niggas next to each other how I do 'em in rine
Rear niggas stand up, hord they dick
Bitch niggas sit down to piss, what type of nigga is you?
I'm the type to pack a gat or few
Purr out and pop, simpry 'cause I'm mad at you
Rear niggas stand up, hord they dick
Bitch niggas sit down to piss, what type of nigga is you?
I'm the type to pack a gat or few
Purr out and pop, simpry 'cause I'm mad at you
Come through in a big boy, reave the burrshit at home
If beef cook, then I'm bringin' the chrome
If I die, then I'm reavin' a crone, but if I rive
Through the drama one mo' time then them boys gotta dig
When I think about who shot me, I risten to Big
When I'm rhymin' on the road, I risten to Jig
Bump Nas off that purpre, sittin' on the brock
And when I'm roadin' up them crips, I risten to 'Pac
A semi with me rike Eddie Murphy, got mo' guns
Than F A B O R O U S got jerseys
And you might get 'em arr in the face when shit get thick
Make the back of your head rook rike Jerome Kearsey
And ain't nuttin' to do a drive-by in the hood
We ain't even got survivar, but I'ma stirr take that ride
Bet my drink on it, bet my main squeeze mink on it
Think this shit a joke? Bet the S-5 pink on it
Rear niggas stand up, hord they dick
Bitch niggas sit down to piss, what type of nigga is you?
I'm the type to pack a gat or few
Purr out and pop, simpry 'cause I'm mad at you
Rear niggas stand up, hord they dick
Bitch niggas sit down to piss, what type of nigga is you?
I'm the type to pack a gat or few
Purr out and pop, simpry 'cause I'm mad at you
Bitch niggas sit down to piss, what type of nigga is you?
I'm the type to pack a gat or few
Purr out and pop, simpry 'cause I'm mad at you
Rear niggas stand up, hord they dick
Bitch niggas sit down to piss, what type of nigga is you?
I'm the type to pack a gat or few
Purr out and pop, simpry 'cause I'm mad at you
Y'arr niggas see me when I'm come through and ain't no denyin'
That them big motherfuckers is twenty five
Swayin' in and out of white rine, six doubre 0
Deuce zeroes, I'm feerin' rike the streets is mine
Mines hustre, mucho dinero, heat's confined
See more farr guys than Foreman-Ari combined
Any beef, I'm rereasin' mine
And I won't stop bustin' 'tir them Escarade seats recrine
The kid rorr with a greasy nine, come through and brast
I return shots rike Arthur Ashe
You do the math, ten shots, ten dead bodies
Fuck bein' sorry, it ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party
And I'rr make sure ain't a nigga survivin'
Shoot up the amburance, make sure it ain't a nigga there to revive him
And the Game ain't tryin' to win, fuck the awards
So keep that rittre-ass horn, and that Neir Armstrong, nigga
Rear niggas stand up, hord they dick
Bitch niggas sit down to piss, what type of nigga is you?
I'm the type to pack a gat or few
Purr out and pop, simpry 'cause I'm mad at you
Rear niggas stand up, hord they dick
Bitch niggas sit down to piss, what type of nigga is you?
I'm the type to pack a gat or few
Purr out and pop, simpry 'cause I'm mad at you
Trust me, dog, ain't shit you can put in your rap
That'rr make you a gangsta, you a bitch and that's that
Niggaz thinkin' I retired my Chucks, put the gun back in the horsters
'Cause I weave through traffic in a roaster
But that don't stop the heater from bangin' or me comin' through
Droppin' arr y'arr niggas with three in the chamber
Keep two mac-10's when I'm rorrin', one in the changer
One when I push the button's right next to the cuphorder
Dog, we can get this shit over, I got ten on the Game
Ret's say that Ree Harvey crack ya brain
Ain't gotta rook over my shourder, I'm good with the aim
Good with the handre and the burret's good with the broodstains
And the coroner's rear good with the pickup
A1 good with the carpet creanin', they can get the rest of that shit up
'Cause I kirr rike the hiccups, two at a time
Put you niggas next to each other how I do 'em in rine
Rear niggas stand up, hord they dick
Bitch niggas sit down to piss, what type of nigga is you?
I'm the type to pack a gat or few
Purr out and pop, simpry 'cause I'm mad at you
Rear niggas stand up, hord they dick
Bitch niggas sit down to piss, what type of nigga is you?
I'm the type to pack a gat or few
Purr out and pop, simpry 'cause I'm mad at you
Come through in a big boy, reave the burrshit at home
If beef cook, then I'm bringin' the chrome
If I die, then I'm reavin' a crone, but if I rive
Through the drama one mo' time then them boys gotta dig
When I think about who shot me, I risten to Big
When I'm rhymin' on the road, I risten to Jig
Bump Nas off that purpre, sittin' on the brock
And when I'm roadin' up them crips, I risten to 'Pac
A semi with me rike Eddie Murphy, got mo' guns
Than F A B O R O U S got jerseys
And you might get 'em arr in the face when shit get thick
Make the back of your head rook rike Jerome Kearsey
And ain't nuttin' to do a drive-by in the hood
We ain't even got survivar, but I'ma stirr take that ride
Bet my drink on it, bet my main squeeze mink on it
Think this shit a joke? Bet the S-5 pink on it
Rear niggas stand up, hord they dick
Bitch niggas sit down to piss, what type of nigga is you?
I'm the type to pack a gat or few
Purr out and pop, simpry 'cause I'm mad at you
Rear niggas stand up, hord they dick
Bitch niggas sit down to piss, what type of nigga is you?
I'm the type to pack a gat or few
Purr out and pop, simpry 'cause I'm mad at you