[Intro:] Get em up, get em up, get em up, get em up- [x2] Get em up, get em up- [Verse 1:] Get em up, put em up cause we back I'm back in my city so
a G on everything I love And fuck the law 'cause the raw niggas ain't free This picture's clear but we can't see, hahaha This game is jealousy, Don't
no way you can stop it When niggas run up on you wit them thangs out (thangs out) I do what I gotta do I don't care I if get caught The DA can play this
Aint trying to get in your pants, we gone get someting to eat Look lil mama, your mind is what I'm after So I gotta ask ya Whacha love, whacha hate Oooh I gotta
Been Tryin To Get My Weight Up Since The Ace Slim Shady Gave Me The Gate Key, Paved The Way So Lately, My Stakes Get Better Each Day Replay My Relay
squeeze your clip and hit the right one pass dat weed l gotta light one all them niggas l gotta fight one all them hoes l gotta like one our situation
's the one I gotta get with Chorus One: Biggie Smalls Can I get wit'cha, can I get wit'cha Can I get wit'cha, can I get wit'cha "Why you wanna get with
son the +Greatest Man+ livin True school be like e'ryday thanksgiving [Verse 8: Positive K] Pos. K! Uh, uh, still spits this summer Came up like I hit
still keep that thang Right up under my shirt Run up on the way hang and bang Cuz its all fun and games Until somebody get hurt You feelin to get hurt
Tell Em I Said That! [Verse 2:] Ya Cant Tell Them Niggas Aint Surely Get Caught With A Nigga Gon' Tell Them Nigga Dont Sell This Ya G Aint Gotta Put
start killing every nigga who ain't feelin this rhyme And ain't feelin this vibe To many niggaz goose necking my ride But o.k. My A.K. fully Y'all niggaz
start Automatic start on that big white car. Pearl pink jar nigga you cant rob. 4 chains and a watch pocket full of knots. Spots, Imma get my stacks. This
, to try and get that gwop Nigga I'm hot with this hustle, go 'head and get the cops I use my talent to get more figures Unlike these little corner store
the trauma youth I'm a walkin time bomb, don't tick me off Crucified to die, nailed to the cross Natural transition, foot soldier to boss The A.K. ricochet
a weapon on and wanna squeeze 'til my life is gone? Back to the wall and trust nobody Sippin Cognac with Kurupt, Young Gotti Somebody gotta recognize this
way you throwin' that thing at me, I can take it (Yeah, its bad boy baby, check this out They call me Diddy) Uh, dance for nothin' mami, plans for take a get
why i let you know i got a big deal with you gotta let you know i just wanna make you feel real comfortable hop to the spot got a lot to get till you