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THE LYRIC OF GIT UP , D12'S SONG

 

 

The lyric of Git Up, D12's song

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Ready or not here we comehere comes trouble in the club
111213pistols big as M 16 s
How the fuck we sneak in with this many heaters in our jeans
Nina2 nina sa peace and they dont even see us
Some shit pops off we squeeze each one they gon think its machine guns
Vanos vo vanobananas in our flannels
Hands around our colt handleshold them like roman candles
Vannas vo vannasbanana fanna fo fannas
Who come back all bananasbanna clips loaded
Managersbouncers and the club ownersthe motherfuckers dont want us
To come up and rush in the club and run up in it with a bunch of
Motherfuckers from Runyansteady poppin them onions
Ready set to go nut upprepare to tear the whole club up
Fixin to get into some shit just itchin to choke someone up
You know we finna loc n when we mixin coke with coke and nut rum up
Yeah Yeah ohwhat upsee my people throw shit up
See you talk that hoe shit now when you down you dont get up
And can t sit up your so slit upthe ambulance wont sew you up
They just throw you up in the trunk once they tag your big toe up
Heater no heaterautomatic no matic
Mac or no mac it dont matter if I have or dont have it
You never know what im packin so you just dont want no static
And open up a whole can of whoop ass you dont wanna chance to
Risk it no biscuitmili mac a mac milli
Really homie dont be sillyhomie you dont know me really
You re just gonna make yourself dizzy wonderin what the dealy
Fuck it lets just get busy D Twizzys back up in the hizzy!

Eminem - Chorus
Git Up Now!
Lets get it crackinGitIts on and poppin
Its D12 is back up in this bitchuhthere aint no stoppin
We re gonna get it crackalatin
What you waitin for the waiters orders
Say no more fo tryin to play the wall and quit hatin
Git Up Now!
Notice you re sittinwhat the fuck is you deaf
You motherfuckers dont listenI said
We bout to get this motherfucker crackalatin
Quitprocrastinatin
What the fuck you waitin for get off the wall and quit hatin

Swift
I keep a shit load of bullets a pitpull to pull it out (?)
And automatically explode on motherfuckers until they mouth be closed permanently
You get burned until i quickly you can not hit me z to terrified to come get me
Tempt me if you think Swifty won t send a slugpeople run
When the reaper comesthe repercussions gon leak your blood
Inglewoodsteepin without a weaponyou leaveyou gone
I m still runnin with stolen toasters while on parole
Snatch you out our homelike eviction notices hoe
When I unloadI m known to never leave witnesses to roam
When I m blowedI ll write the wicked in scroll
At the tollwhen I m sober I m prone to roll up and disconnect your soul.

Kuniva
Now it s proven it s about to be a misunderstanding
In furniture movingbullets flyinglawyers & mothers suing
Cause s don t know the differenceyou bitches just stick to fiction
It s sickeningyou can t even walk in my jurisdiction rippin it
Grippin the pump and who wanna fuck with a walking psychopathic
Pyromaniac shady cats with 80 gats
And maybe thats the reason that you gon get it the worst a
And since you jumpin in front of everybody you gon get it first
I dispurse the crowd with something vigor and versatile
So go on and record you verses now while you got a mouth
And it s not a jokeit s some kind of riddle
Kunizzle will lift up a 12 gizzle and throw a party from my equittle
And a glock that ? stop you from waking
Bullets ll hit your liverI ll even shoot native americans
A ? we back in you life and back in your wife
Hit you in the back with a knife and get it crackin tonight.

Chorus

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