Sheek Louch Get Up Stand Up Lyrics

[Redman]
Mic check, mic check (mic check mic check one two)
One two, one two check mic (yeah)
Gilla House, D-Block baby (can y'all hear me out there?)
Yo, hey yo

[Chorus 2X: Sheek and Redman]
Get up, stand up - throw your hands up
All my thug n____z throw your m_________in hands up
Get up, stand up - throw your hands up
All y'all pretty b____es throw your m_________in hands up

[Sheek Louch]
Hey yo, I got a letter from the governor, the other day
I opened, I read it, and this is what it say
It's time for you to get yo' stack right
The b____ don't act right, whatever put that b____ on the next flight
Whatever n____ step in your way, hit his a__ with the K
And leave his body where his children'll play
I cook somethin up like Emeril's kitchen
I put the heat to these rap dudes, whatever let me know who's b____in
And your security as p____ as you are
The burners come out, his big a__ be the first to the car
I got goons that'll make it spark, and I don't gotta throw a blow
n____z ready to stage dive like they Linkin Park
The hood love a n____ cause I ain't above a n____
I eat the same s___ in the hood as another n____
White tee, pants saggin, ready to mug a n____
Get the hell up out your seats and everybody jump

[Chorus]

[Redman]
Yo - yo Sheek lemme get some of that, yo
Aiyyo my uzi weigh a ton, Redman half baked
I'm smokin pounds, you hang around with Nasty Nate
The great dane straight change, b____es close drapes
Cause my product, Ultramagnetic like Kool Keith
This for my hood n____z sellin sticky by the sto'
I rip your hottest MC like eenie mynie moe
f___ dough I do it for fun, "Juice" like Bishop
"American Pie" n____, hit your momma like Stiffler
Redman and Sheek Louch, you got a brief clue
Who will tie you up like E did to P in "Beef Two"
I cheat dude, give me a Maybach to breathe
So I'm determined, like AJ after Free
I don't play games I'm grown, on 26 chrome
Inside of my truck is ESPN Zone
Shame on a n____, that try to run game on a n____
I bring pain on a n____

[Chorus]

[Sheek Louch]
Hey yo f___ that n____, buck that n____
Chase him to the roof, somebody cut that n____
Pushed 1100, one wheel up (c'mon Sheek)
Lil' entrepeneur; s___, I'm already one deal up (D-Block)
Grants to a bird - okay, I ain't sell a lot
But s___ Jigga ain't go platinum 'til his third
I'm one song away, but you would think I did
How the house got that long a__ drive-a-way
Benz in the back, doors do Karate Kid
If they knew I get the same time Gotti did
240 when it's floored, trey pound on my lap
Beyonce bobblehead on the dashboard
Can't be ignored, I'm the c__e n____z can't afford
I'm the town n____z haven't toured
I got a dutch or two, we can smoke a few
But first this is what y'all m_________ers gotta do

[Chorus]

[Redman]
Yeah, Brick City, all the way to Yonkers baby
We got Yonkers goin bonkers baby!
We got Yonkers goin bonkers baby!
Yo Funk Doc, Sheek Louch, you know what it is baby
Gilla House, D-Block!