Get Em Up lyrics

[Hook]
Get em up! Get em up! Get em up!

[Verse 1]
I f*ck your b*tch she fall in love
I get a word up to my n*gga
They gon' come and stick you up
Money on my mind
If it ain't money, it ain't nothing
n*ggers pillow talking with those b*tches
But she get no luck
Seven grams in my blood, we ride around
We deep as f*ck
I be trying to chill, but my young n*ggas light you up
All this money in my pocket, hit it clever, throw it up
Yeah, I'm probably with some cali n*gga
They gon' throw it up!
West filling, n*gga, west really my side
n*ggers switch side, they don't really wanna ride
I be really in that b*tch, 20 n*ggas on my side
Really in this b*tch, two other n*ggers yelling mine

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[Verse 2]
All the B's and G's on me
And I brought warlords, n*ggrs kill for me
2000 shooters in the A, n*ggas steal for me
Can't do wrong sh*t, hood holds love
I'm the top, as soon as they see ya stolen from me
I'mma shoot the teeth off your face, sh*t, it ain't nothing
b*tch, 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 b*tch in the house
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Cut you n*gga [?]

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