Stand Up
By Wiz Khalifa
2006
3:46
Official Music Video
Stand Up by Wiz Khalifa
Lyrics & Translation
English
[Wiz Khalifa:]
Listen, I came in the game feet first
Hit the ground runnin, a hustler 'till I meet dirt
Gotta be consumption I'm pumping, the people need work
Love the niggas frontin' I came from nothing and seen worse
The long-armed Khalifa reaching with each verse
I got that food for your thought, plus what the streets thirst
And you can ask around the haters'll know
I'm tame with the flow, I'm sorta like the jaeger and blow
I see the dream like a Martin Luther, I preach to the constitution in peace
But violate it, get that ass annihilated
I'm on the grind, money is time so why waste it
And everything but my piss clean, I'm high maintenance
You niggas are weak, sweet like one of them Now and Laters
The cannon blast your candy ass if you try and hate it
I made it, cause I stayed a couple steps ahead of y'all and
A hundred percent, since benji got the bread involved I'm
Loving this shit, come fuck with the prince
I'm leaving heads hollowed like them things stuffed in the clips
And the streets gon' remember this cat name, I'm beating the rap game
Just like nigga hugging the strip (why?)
Cause that's how a hustler do, fall back I don't fuck with you
We make it happen the clapping know we can scrum with you
Yeah we can take it to the heads, give you a lump or two
A fool is still, team bring heat like a oven dude
[Kev Da Hustla:]
Ladies stand up, gentlemen stand up
This is pure skill, far from damned luck
You gotta make a plan to never give your man up
And man up, to positively stand up
[Wiz Khalifa:]
Once again the youngest sin came to drop the hammer
How could a bystander feel that this is not bananas?
We earn stripes, you all hype in that propaganda
Gats spot, you cats shot, but not from cameras
Back Glock, cause snap shots'll stop your plan up
Stuck in my ways, the haze taste like tropicana
Thinking the days of way back, people will say that
The youngin was gifted sick when he stayed back
Now the people listening play back, I got it made
Obligated to getting passing grades and blaze tracks
You'll be amazed at how I make units move
Self-made, twelfth grade, boy I'll take you to school
I'm through the streets of pistolvania where my goonies move
[?] can't miss these trucks with the rims on them
And you can find me speeding, listening to Big and Em
Fresh outta class with the weed tucked in my Timberlands
Ladies stand up, gentlemen stand up
This is pure skill, far from damned luck
You gotta make a plan to never give your man up
And man up, to positively stand up
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of Stand Up by Wiz Khalifa
Stand Up* (original Wiz Khalifa)
[Wiz Khalifa:]
Listen, I came in the game feet first
Hit the ground runnin, a hustler 'till I meet dirt
Gotta be consumption I'm pumping, the people need work
Love the niggas frontin' I came from nothing and seen worse
The long-armed Khalifa reaching with each verse
I got that food for your thought, plus what the streets thirst
And you can ask around the haters'll know
I'm tame with the flow, I'm sorta like the jaeger and blow
I see the dream like a Martin Luther, I preach to the constitution in peace
But violate it, get that ass annihilated
I'm on the grind, money is time so why waste it
And everything but my piss clean, I'm high maintenance
You niggas are weak, sweet like one of them Now and Laters
The cannon blast your candy ass if you try and hate it
I made it, cause I stayed a couple steps ahead of y'all and
A hundred percent, since benji got the bread involved I'm
Loving this shit, come fuck with the prince
I'm leaving heads hollowed like them things stuffed in the clips
And the streets gon' remember this cat name, I'm beating the rap game
Just like nigga hugging the strip (why?)
Cause that's how a hustler do, fall back I don't fuck with you
We make it happen the clapping know we can scrum with you
Yeah we can take it to the heads, give you a lump or two
A fool is still, team bring heat like a oven dude
[Kev Da Hustla:]
Ladies stand up, gentlemen stand up
This is pure skill, far from damned luck
You gotta make a plan to never give your man up
And man up, to positively stand up
[Wiz Khalifa:]
Once again the youngest sin came to drop the hammer
How could a bystander feel that this is not bananas?
We earn stripes, you all hype in that propaganda
Gats spot, you cats shot, but not from cameras
Back Glock, cause snap shots'll stop your plan up
Stuck in my ways, the haze taste like tropicana
Thinking the days of way back, people will say that
The youngin was gifted sick when he stayed back
Now the people listening play back, I got it made
Obligated to getting passing grades and blaze tracks
You'll be amazed at how I make units move
Self-made, twelfth grade, boy I'll take you to school
I'm through the streets of pistolvania where my goonies move
[?] can't miss these trucks with the rims on them
And you can find me speeding, listening to Big and Em
Fresh outta class with the weed tucked in my Timberlands
Ladies stand up, gentlemen stand up
This is pure skill, far from damned luck
You gotta make a plan to never give your man up
And man up, to positively stand up
Stand Up (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Escucha, entré al juego de pie primero
Empecé a correr, un hustler hasta que me encuentre con la tierra
Tiene que haber consumo que estoy bombeando, la gente necesita trabajo
Me encantan los negros que presumen, yo vine de la nada y he visto cosas peores
El Khalifa de brazo largo alcanzando con cada verso
Tengo ese alimento para tu pensamiento, además de lo que las calles anhelan
Y puedes preguntar por ahí, los haters lo sabrán
Soy dócil con el flow, soy algo así como el jaeger y la coca
Veo el sueño como un Martin Luther, predico a la constitución en paz
Pero si la violas, te aniquilo el trasero
Estoy en la lucha, el dinero es tiempo, ¿por qué desperdiciarlo?
Y todo menos mi orina está limpio, soy de alto mantenimiento
Ustedes negros son débiles, dulces como uno de esos Now and Laters
El cañón volará tu dulce trasero si intentas odiarlo
Lo logré, porque me mantuve un par de pasos por delante de ustedes y
Cien por ciento, desde que Benji metió el dinero estoy
Amando esta mierda, ven a joder con el príncipe
Dejo cabezas huecas como esas cosas metidas en los cargadores
Y las calles recordarán el nombre de este tipo, estoy ganando el juego del rap
Justo como un negro abrazando la calle (¿por qué?)
Porque así es como lo hace un hustler, retrocede, no me meto contigo
Hacemos que suceda, los aplausos saben que podemos luchar contigo
Sí, podemos ir a las cabezas, darte un chichón o dos
Un tonto sigue siendo, el equipo trae calor como un horno, amigo
[Kev Da Hustla:]
Damas, de pie, caballeros, de pie
Esto es pura habilidad, lejos de la maldita suerte
Tienes que hacer un plan para nunca abandonar a tu hombre
Y sé hombre, para levantarte positivamente
[Wiz Khalifa:]
Una vez más, el pecado más joven vino a soltar el martillo
¿Cómo podría un espectador sentir que esto no es una locura?
Nosotros ganamos galones, ustedes son puro bombo en esa propaganda
Punto de armas, ustedes gatos dispararon, pero no desde cámaras
Glock trasera, porque las fotos instantáneas detendrán tu plan
Atrapado en mis costumbres, la neblina sabe a Tropicana
Pensando en los días de antaño, la gente dirá que
El joven era un enfermo dotado cuando se quedaba atrás
Ahora la gente que escucha reproduce, lo tengo hecho
Obligado a sacar buenas notas y a encender pistas
Te asombrará cómo hago que las unidades se muevan
Hecho a sí mismo, duodécimo grado, chico, te llevaré a la escuela
Estoy por las calles de Pistolvania donde mis secuaces se mueven
[?] no puedes perderte estos camiones con las llantas puestas
Y puedes encontrarme acelerando, escuchando a Big y Em
Recién salido de clase con la hierba metida en mis Timberlands
Damas, de pie, caballeros, de pie
Esto es pura habilidad, lejos de la maldita suerte
Tienes que hacer un plan para nunca abandonar a tu hombre
Y sé hombre, para levantarte positivamente
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