Name: Get It Up
Duration: 3 min 59 s
Description: Слушайте песню Get It Up - Various Artists онлайн с альбома Brunch Time в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 3:59. Год выхода - 1999

Brunch Time

Various Artists

In The Morning

Get Me Home

Still Can't Fade It

Doin' It

Gangsta

Stressed Out

Men In Black

I'll Bee Dat!

Break Ups 2 Make Ups

Get Money

So Many Wayz

Pray For Me

Get It Up

Unknown

The ice on ya wrist player, pick it up, huh

My killers in the cut coast, stick 'em up, huh

Ladies grab your shirts and lift 'em up, huh

My soldiers on the front line actin' up, huh

Lemme see your guns, what? Throw 'em up, huh

Hennesied up, play the cut, lightin' it up

Rag on my head, eyes lookin' half way dead

Brought my thugs to the club, straight off the street

I'm iceburg to my feet about a third of the week

Relax baby, don't spaz 'cause he touched your ass

I ain't say shit when your friend touched my dick

I see Brooklyn schemin', we all in the spot

But that's hip hop, we rap niggas from off the block

I think somebody 'bout to get shot in here

The nine mil' guaranteed to clear the spot in here

And we ain't get searched kid, we got glocks in here

Somebody bring me to the hoe suckin' cocks in here

I think they trying to shut it down, I seen cops in here

I'm the hottest shit Universal got this year

And all my niggaz rockin' rocks in here, come on

Lemme see your ass, baby, back it up, huh

Fire marshall said it's too packed, nigga fuck the law

And the guest list, niggas 'bout to rush the door

We come through VIP and button flies and boots

Everybody gettin' comped, I ain't paying no admission

Sticky Fingaz, I can't even pay attention

Love the freaks that tweek and be liftin' it up

Love the freaks that creep and be givin' it up

Need a free show? Nigga go to hell and wait

And if God only helped those that help themselves

When I see somethin', I want 'em, I help myself

So unless you and me come to a understanding

We takin' all y'all bitches, what y'all thought it was?

I'm so hot to death, I'll probably get shot to death

Fuck who the cops arrest my killers is rough

Shoot up the club like Puff, niggas'll duck

Up out it and beat, picture me not ridin' with heat

Jump out of the Jeep, clear a nigga out of the street

Nobody can creep thirty deep nigga, I'm out of your reach

Ain't nothing but killers posted next to me

I'm prejudice, I hate every color except for green

In the club, that's were my niggas' jewelry shop

When the hammer cock, we don't care who we box

So why you come to the club, what you livin' it up?

Why you fuckin' with that chick and was she givin' it up?

Why you even cop jewels, what you can't get stuck?

Why you never say when, you ain't had enough?

The ice on ya wrist player pick it up, huh

(Nigga scheming on my chain son) (What?) (I don't know god)

(Yo son look man niggaz walking over there son, yo what up son?)

(Give me that chain the fuck you thinking?)

Слушайте песню Get It Up - Various Artists онлайн с альбома Brunch Time в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 3:59. Год выхода - 1999

Get It Up

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