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Hands Up

TNL

We Own The Night

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[Verse 1: Luss] Yo I’m like listen look I’ll hit em and knock em out of commission Bitch I’m Rocky, you Tekashi, I’m sock’n em all for snitchin (fuckin rats) There’s a code to all defendants (G Code!) It’s silence or silencin him Do your sentence no defiance, Asylums, or even prison I’m like listen lift em, hit em, and split em just like division Lose his lid and blurry vision, depiction’s outta commission Bitch I’m spittin splittin swishers an fillin em up gettin lifted Egotistic but so gifted I kick it Miagi wit it (hiiyah) In a pandemonium Luss’ll stand at the podium Twisted like a fallopian, spit it slick as petroleum Stick my dick in ammonium (haha) salty like fuckin sodium (ugh) Holdin’ the fuckin fo’ty n rollin just like Napoleon Homie only the Holy can hold me down like a pulley can (hold me down) Lyrical bully bullyin swingin just like a mulligan (FOUR!) Blowin’, I’m home alone again, smokin just like McCaully can (Kevin!) Baddie suckin and blowin him slime her like Nickelodeon (yeahhh) [Chorus: TNL] Hands up to the sky, we ride do or die Speed by lookin fly, each night gettin high Hands up baby, throw ya hands to the sky Hands up baby, throw ya hands to the sky [Verse 2: Tarek] Microphone assassin blastin like Mack 10’s Always in the zone like Kobe in action (Kobe!) Tarek is a pro if you know me I’m askin Who can do it better? Like DOC droppin classics I be in my spot with a knot puffin packs kid Bitches think I’m hot like a pot cuz I’m rappin Everything you not, I promise no cappin Throw you in the trash like a mother fuckin napkin I am the director n I’m callin out action Spinal disconnecter when I’m wreckin your asses Used to skip school didn’t care about classes Now I got money comin out my fuckin mattress Indie living legend always puttin out classics We be fuckin steppin wit a weapon so savage At you like a mention or I’m sneezin so callus I don’t need a reason if we beefin it’s malice [Chorus: TNL] Hands up to the sky, we ride do or die Speed by lookin fly, each night gettin high Hands up baby, throw ya hands to the sky Hands up baby, throw ya hands to the sky [Outro: Crowd Chanting] We want more! We want more! We want more!

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