Stand Down

Stand Down - E-40/G Perico/Puablo15

Lyrics by：Earl Stevens/Jeremy Nash/Puablo15

Composed by：Earl Stevens/Jeremy Nash/Puablo15

Ayy Uncle Earl I ain't gon' lie man

I got the game from you and ever since I've been feeling brand new

I took the game and made a million out a lane

I tell these niggas "Don't hate 'cause you too could be great"

One two I'm feeling brand new

Three fo' 'bout my dough

Five six we got sticks

Seven eight nigga don't hate

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Stand down potna

You got me all the way fucked up

You got me all the way fucked up

If you think that I'm a sucker bitch

I'm not a pooh-butt

I'ma say it with my chest and I'ma trust my heart and gut

If it look like a duck and it quack like a duck

Then nigga it's a duck

I judge a sucker by his cover a buster by his brother

A real one from a fraud a woman from a broad

Yaper don't make me bitch I make the yaper

Make the yaper

This a masterclass I got the stapler

Solid not brittle since I came out the hospital

Fuck it myself and didn't ask you for a nickel

Generational wealth cooler than a fan belt

I got products on the shelf I got God and my health

Up all night just like a trucker I'm a professional sucker ducker

Keepin' my left foot on they jugular I'm a hustler not a struggler

Comin' up outta the woodwork out the trenches of the trap

Where peons got somethin' to say but never made no impact

Count 'em out like

One two I'm feeling brand new

Three fo' 'bout my dough

Five six we got sticks

Seven eight nigga don't hate

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I don't know none of these weirdos standin' around

I used to bust down China fent Bobby Brown

Talk slick we'll let it drip right now

Ghetto as thee fuck you gotta pick up what I'm puttin' down

I'm too fast for these sucker-ass square-ass niggas

I ain't gon' lie I'm out here lookin' for a shoplifter

My bitch sure will manipulate a chicken tender

Sucker for love pooh-butt-ass nigga playin' killer

They don't play with the Pa like they play with y'all

And they'll never ever ever 'cause I break jaws

They don't like real rap they wanna knock us off

They too soft I'll slap the fuck out they big boss

You hoes workin' for the CIA or somethin' bitch

Fishin' for the information I can't give her nothin'

Don't pillow talk with me 'cause I'll really down somethin'

I ain't gon' lie I wanna turn a Elm Street to a trap or somethin'

One two I'm feeling brand new

Three fo' 'bout my dough

Five six we got sticks

Seven eight nigga don't hate

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Yeah uh we got the blicks

Brrah

Boy stand down G got the bitch

Mix whitey enterprise with E-40 and The Click

Click click click

You gets me big Innerprize Crip

The checks that I check in my checks for the check

Treat the game like chess it's in check for the check

I'm strategic check seasoned check

Wear Nikes every time I go and bleed 'em check

I ride sideways this way that way

I live life every day it's a Saturday

Oops I did it again

My wheels look froze I stop they spin uh

I'm from the land where they bangin' and flockin'

'Bout to hit Vallejo Hillside and get hyphy

Bitch what the fuck you mean where I been?

Huh?

And so what I smell like pussy and gin

One two I'm feeling brand new

Three fo' 'bout my dough

Five six we got sticks

Seven eight nigga don't hate

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