Get Em Up

[Hook] Get em up! Get em up! Get em up! [Verse 1] I fuck your bitch she fall in love I get a word up to my nigga They gon' come and stick you up Money on my mind If it ain't money, it ain't nothing Niggers pillow talking with those bitches But she get no luck Seven grams in my blood, we ride around We deep as fuck I be trying to chill, but my young niggas light you up All this money in my pocket, hit it clever, throw it up Yeah, I'm probably with some cali nigga They gon' throw it up! West filling, nigga, west really my side Niggers switch side, they don't really wanna ride I be really in that bitch, 20 niggas on my side Really in this bitch, two other niggers yelling mine [Hook] [Verse 2] All the B's and G's on me And I brought warlords, niggrs kill for me 2000 shooters in the A, niggas steal for me Can't do wrong shit, hood holds love I'm the top, as soon as they see ya stolen from me I'mma shoot the teeth off your face, shit, it ain't nothing Bitch, boy, I'mma pound with your wheat, boy No, I'mma shooter, right now I aim at your neck, boy Give my strength back, Gimme my chain back Take that fat roller back They call him big daddy, cause he the bitch in the house [?] Cut you nigga [?] [Hook]