Money B - Throw Your Hands in the Air lyrics

Me, Colin, Johnny and Moe In my drop six-eight, the perv was on, and I was spankin, a full tank and Feelin great, tape deck, Shabba Rank-in Headin East on five-eighty, the sun was shinin Top down, I guess you could say we was excited Cause John had the hook up In Hayward, and I was ready to cook, but The day was just startin And in no time flat, it began to fall apart when I looked into my rear view mirror The ba** was slammin, I guess I couldn't hear the Sirens, yeah it was po-po And that's O.P.D., for those who don't know We pulled over, to see what it was all about He drew his gun and began to shout Chorus: repeat 2X "Throw your hands in the air!" "Freeze, freeze, bout to" "pull this trigger" --] Slick Rick "Throw your hands in the air!" "Give it up, give it up, give it up, give it up, give it up, give it up" I say, "Whoa -- don't get excited" He said, "Shut up little nig-gha, you wanna bite it? Don't bother, there was a robbery You look guilty, as far as I can see" Strip searched, where's the d** and the money? Oh you caught me, but I'm in the backseat handcuffed But that's when another cop car rolled up He said, "Yo -- you gotta let em slide We caught the motherf**ers over on the Westside" He said, "Oh," with a bitter frown "That's cool, but I'll see ya round" We jumped in the Mustang, police brutality's An everyday thing, where I live But it made me kind of hungry But this certain, 7-11 it was the wrong scene I reached for a chicken sandwich My brother Colin said, "Damn!" Cause the man at the front had a sawed-off He shot once in the air, and then he called off Chorus The answer, "Yes sir!" He took all the money from the cash register And gave it to the man with the six-pack He turned to me and said, "YO, BLACK Act like you didn't see it..." ... so be it! Now that was too much to take, it's like I'm in A Nell Carter sitcom, please, give me a break Aiyyo, now check this out We been through too much today I mean it's like, yaknowhatI'msayin? The po-lice, the uhh, yaknowhatI'msayin This fool come into the store, aiy being jacked ain't cool I gots to get some trim Now it's really been a rough day We all agree, we wanna see the chicks anyway Mack Mo-E leanin back in the chair, he said "Wake me up when we get there" We smashed, ten minutes pa**ed We found the spot at the end of this to'-up block We had our doubts We left Moe in the car, to go check it out Somethin about it didn't feel right The girl that opened the door, she was real tight I seen two more, and they was kinda cute Sweet like Juicy Fruit Once said, "Give your feet a rest While we go in the back, comb our hair, and get dressed" I heard a lot of clickin noises And then I heard, "Almost ready boys" Somethin was real suspicious "Aiyyo John, what's up with these bah-bies?" He said, "I just can't know, I just met em" And then I heard "Get em!" I looked up, a forty-five at my head And guess what she said... "Throw your hands in the air!" It's jack time, but when I look back I'm glad we let Mack Moe snore We was gonna get it, but then he came through the front door The girl aimed the gun, shot and missed The kitten must have hurt her wrist Cause she dropped her gun, another pulled a switchblade John attacked her, grabbed the knife and cracked her Colin kicked the gun away The others got scared, and tried to run away I pick up the piece that was loaded with lead And all excitement ceased when I said Chorus 1/2 And we audi... youknowhatI'msayin? We are D.O.A. audi... can't believe them ba*tards!