[Intro: 2Pac]

(This mothafucka tryna do some shit)

(Oh, nigga)

(I don't love this motherfucka tryna wet me)

(What's happening?)

(Fuck this nigga, man)

(What's happening man? What's happening?)

(nigga, I'ma pop this mothafucka)

(You wanna trip fool?)

(Nigga, what's happening nigga fool?)

(Nigga fuck sitting, we gon' just throw it off)

(What's happening)

(Nigga we can throw it off nigga)

(We can throw if off)

(Two niggas 'bout to have a fight, look, look, check it out)

(We can throw it off nigga)

(nigga what's up? What's up?)

THEN GET READY RUMBLE

Throw yo' mothafuckin' hands up nigga, throw yo' hands up

That's right, we gon' take it back

These mothafuckas goin' to start catchin' lefts and rights and uppercuts

I don't give a fuck

Put your guns down, let's have fun now

Throw your hands up, that's right nigga

Old school on you suckas

[Verse 1: 2Pac]

How many suckas wanna see me

Jealous, 'cause they peepin' me on TV

Mad, 'cause they bitches wanna G me

Now take it easy, it ain't my fault to see a hooker

You should've shook her, don't playahate me when I took her

Life of a crook, look at them thug niggas ballin' y'all

I got ya hoochies full of liquor, fuckin' all of y'all

And my, name! Will be synonymous with spittin' game

Slangin' 'caine, it ain't the same, niggas better change

Them three-strikes will have ya stretched fo' life

To get arrested twice, the third time fo' life

And I, don't think you understand me G

That penitentiary time just ain't the plan for me

I got a new thang wit' ya papers and do thangs

Niggas ain't followin' ya true game

'Cause if they was, they wouldn't be runnin' for they trunk

Every time that it's time for funk

Mothafucka throw yo' hands up

[Hook: 2Pac, Killa, Moe ZMD & Ronnie Love]

Leave the guns and the knives at home

Don't be a punk-ass nigga when the time is on

Throw ya hands (Just throw ya hands up)

Throw ya hands up in the air (Get 'em up, come on)

Throw ya hands up

Leave the guns and the knives at home

Don't be a punk-ass nigga when the time is on

(We no punk, ya little trick ass nigga, come on)

Throw ya hands up (Just throw ya hands up)

Throw ya hands up (Get 'em up)

[Verse 2: 2Pac]

Could it be, that controversy was my destiny

I let my anger get the best of me

Everywhere we hang it's the same thang

In '95 you can die if ya gang bang

You could survive, gettin' high like a true G

Can't close my eyes 'cause these cowards wanna do me

And sue me I've been hustlin' since day one

Out on the block and never stop until my pay come

But nowadays It's like bang, bang, duck quick

I guess you dookies tough shit, 'cause you bust clips

But suck dick, 'cause a kid got his cap peeled

The rap deal full of phonies who pack steel

And act ill, everybody wanna act hard

I swear to god, It's the season to pull a nigga card

You fuckin' frauds, can't handle business like a soldier

Bet you petrified to throw it from the shoulders

Nigga, now throw your hands up

[Hook: 2Pac Killa, Moe ZMD & Ronnie Love]

Leave the guns and the knives at home

Don't be a punk-ass nigga when the time is on

Throw ya hands up

Throw ya hands up (What you scared of, nigga? What you goin' for the trunk man? What!)

Get 'em up, come on (Throw ya hands up)

Leave the guns and the knives at home

(Sucka ass)

Don't be a punk-ass nigga when the time is on (I knew he was gon' be punk ass)

(Throw ya hands up) throw ya hands up

Just throw ya hands up

(Nigga don't want nothing, he got a little trick to listen)

Get 'em up

[Verse 3: 2Pac]

Last year mothafuckas tried to bury me deep

I had a beef in every city, screamin' fuck the police

Couldn't sleep, I'm havin' thoughts 'bout the baddest bitches

Picture me mobbin' in a rag with switches

Fuck snitch, I let a trick be a trick

When he sippin' leave 'em sleepin' in the middle of the streets while I'm pimpin'

You can throw a sign, but I'm blind to that punk shit

Runnin' with some real motherfuckers and we run shit

Fuck the dumb shit, I ain't stoppin' it's a high speed

Rollin' on the 405, puffin' Thai weed

I'm shiftin' gears, then I disappear

Listen here, If they take me alive I'm doin' years, but still no fear 'Cause I don't think that they can catch me

This 350 will put the bitches right in back of me

They won't jack me

And just when I thought I passed

Fucked around and went low on gas

All I heard was "Throw ya hands up"

[Hook: 2Pac, Killa, Moe ZMD & Ronnie Love]

Leave ya guns and ya knives at home (Damn)

Don't be a punk-ass nigga when the time is on (Shift too, shit)

Throw ya hands up

Throw ya hands up, get 'em up, come on (Throw ya hands, get 'em up)

Leave ya guns and ya knives at home

(Hey don't shoot nigga, I got my hands up, don't shoot)

Don't be a punk-ass nigga when the time is on

Throw ya hands up

Throw ya hands up

(Don't shoot, my hands up, I'm comin' out the car now)

Get 'em up

Throw ya hands up

[Outro: 2Pac]

All y'all niggas out there thinkin' y'all really like you know

Tearin' shit up, ya really ain't bro

You only sendin' the police to the blocks faster

Soon as niggas gon' be comin' wit' army tanks and shit

Just mowin' niggas down

Plus half you mothafuckas can't shoot no one

Put the mothafuckin' guns down

Nigga let's take it from the shoulders

If you a real mothafuckin' soldier

[Hook: Killa, Moe ZMD & Ronnie Love]

Leave the guns and the knives at home

Don't be a punk-ass nigga when the time is on

Throw ya hands

(Just throw ya hands up, get 'em up, come on)

Leave the guns and the knives at home

Don't be a punk-ass nigga when the time is on

Throw ya hands

(Just throw ya hands up, get 'em up) throw ya hands up

Leave the guns and the knives at home

Don't be a punk-ass nigga when the time is on

Throw ya hands

(Just throw ya hands up, get 'em up, come on)

Leave the guns and the knives at home

Don't be a punk-ass nigga when the time is on

Throw ya hands

(Just throw ya hands up, get 'em up)

Oh, we don't need no gat

We don't have to go out like that

Just throw ya mothafuckin' hands in the air

We don't need no gat

We don't have to go out like that

Just throw ya mothafuckin' hands in the air

Come on!!

Throw ya hands in the air

Wave 'em like you just don't care

Oooooh yea..

And ain't no thang about to pump

Just throw ya hands in the air