[Intro: 2Pac] (I love this motherf**a tryna catch me) (f** this n***a) (what's happen, what's happen) (f** you wanna trip fool, what's happen n***a fool) (we can throw it off n***a) Two n***as about to have a fight, look, look, check it out (we can throw it off n***a) (What's up n***a?, what's up?) Throw yo mothaf**in' hands up n***a, throw yo hands up That's right, we gone take it back These mothaf**as goin' to start catchin' lefts and rights and uppercuts I don't give a f** Put your guns down, lets have fun now Throw your hands Up, that's right n***a We goin' ol' school on these s**as [Verse 1: 2Pac] How many s**as wanna see me Jealous, cause they peepin' me on TV Mad, cause they b**hes 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 n***as ballin' y'all I gotcha hoochies full of liquor f**in' all of y'all And my, name!!, will be synonymous with spittin' game Slangin' 'caine, it ain't the same, n***as better change Them 3 strikes will have ya stretched fo' life 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; getcha papers and do thangs n***as 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 Mothaf**a throw yo hands up [Hook: 2Pac, k**a, Moe ZMD & Ronnie Love] Leave the guns and the knives at home Don't be a punk a** n***a 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 a** n***a when the time is on (we no punk ya little trick a** n***a, 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 its 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 now a days Its like bang, bang, duck quick I guess you rookies tough sh**, cause you bust clips But s** dick, cause a kid got his cap pealed The rap deal from the phonies who pack steel And act ill, Everybody wanna act hard I swear to god It's the season to pull a n***a card You f**in' frauds can't handle business like a soldier I bet you too petrified to throw it from the shoulders n***a, now throw your hands up [Hook: 2Pac k**a, Moe ZMD & Ronnie Love] Leave the guns and the knives at home Don't be a punk a** n***a when the time is on Throw ya hands up Throw ya hands up (what you scared of n***a, 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 (s**a a**) Don't be a punk a** n***a when the time is on (I knew he was a punk) (Throw ya hands up) throw ya hands up Just throw ya hands up (that n***a [?] little trick to listen up) Get 'em up [Verse 3: 2Pac] Last year motherf**ers tried to bury me deep I had beef in every city, screamin' f** the police Couldn't sleep, I'm havin' thoughts about the baddest b**hes Picture me mobbin' in a rag with switches, punk snitch I let a trick be a trick when he slippin', 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 sh** Runnin' with some real motherf**ers and we run sh** f** the dumb sh**, 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 they can catch me This 350 will put the b**hes right in back of me They won't jack me and just when I thought I pa**ed I f**ed around and went low on gas All I heard was "Throw Yo Hands Up" [Hook: 2Pac, k**a, Moe ZMD & Ronnie Love] Leave ya guns and ya knives at home (damn) Don't be a punk a** n***a when the time is on (shift too, sh**) Throw ya hands up Throw ya hands up , get 'em up, come on (throw ya hands) Leave ya guns and ya knives at home (hey don't shoot n***a, I got my hands up, don't shoot) Don't be a punk a** n***a 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 n***as out there thinkin' y'all really like you know Tearin' sh** up But ya really ain't bro You only sendin' the police to the blocks faster Soon them n***as gone be comin' wit' army tanks and sh** Just mowin' n***as down Plus half you mothaf**as can't shoot no one Put the mothaf**in' guns down n***a lets take it from the shoulders If you a real mothaf**in' soldier [Hook: k**a, Moe ZMD & Ronnie Love] Leave the guns and the knives at home Don't be a punk a** n***a 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 a** n***a 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 a** n***a 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 a** n***a 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 mothaf**in' hands in the air We don't need no gat We don't have to go out like that Just throw ya mothaf**in' 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