Get 'Em Up

Ace Hood - Get Em

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You ain't comin round here talkin all that shit

Talkin bout look at all them bricks

I'm a have to come around your way

Nigga I'm real you all too fake

Ain't no pistol where your mama stay

Act like I don't know where you lay

Better act right before I get uptight

Act up umma let the automatic spray

Get em

Boy there he go

Get em

Boy there he go

Get em

Blocka blocka blocka blocka

Boy there he go

Get em

Boy there he go

Get em

Boy there he go

Get em

Blocka blocka blocka blocka

Boy there he go

Hold up, where dey at

Khaled don't let me get em

Gun cocked, where his children

No talk, time to get em

Fake niggas gon make me kill em

Make his body shiver like hes naked in a river

Matter of fact umma leave him in da river

Come and get him when it's winter nigga holla back

(Repeat above)

I'm gutta done told ya that

Roc boy bitch hova back

Tell ya movin dem stabs of crack

See nigga you a lie like pac is back

Bend ya niggas all cramped and ya homie won't last

See ya something like paper tags

Don't make me slide dem macs

To save one blast and get his ass

You ain't comin round here talkin all that shit

Talkin bout look at all them bricks

I'm a have to come around your way

Nigga I'm real you all too fake

Ain't no pistol where your mama stay

Act like I don't know where you lay

Better act right before I get uptight

Act up umma let the automatic spray

Get em

Boy there he go

Get em

Boy there he go

Get em

Blocka blocka blocka blocka

Boy there he go

Get em

Boy there he go

Get em

Boy there he go

Get em

Blocka blocka blocka blocka

Boy there he go

Now let me get him when I walk up in da place

Put da pace in ya face tellem gimme dat cake

Fuck niggas and I really don't think

That I know where dey lay ducktape dey face

Pop pop, unload dat K

Then we leave em and we find em in a couple of days

Pussy niggas, know where you lay

Actin like I don't know where you stay

Runnin out ya mouth that ya niggas too fake

Tellin other niggas that you rule dem thangs

(Whaaaaaat)

Yee ain't talk that lie

(Huuuuhhhh)

Yee ain't got no stride

(Nahhhhhhhhh)

You really grind

Leave em in da streets till the d-boyz find em

Dumb niggas and the honkin on da grind in the middle of the town

We gon g-g-gettem

You ain't comin round here talkin all that shit

Talkin bout look at all them bricks

I'm a have to come around your way

Nigga I'm real you all too fake

Ain't no pistol where your mama stay

Act like I don't know where you lay

Better act right before I get uptight

Act up umma let the automatic spray

Get em

Boy there he go

Get em

Boy there he go

Get em

Blocka blocka blocka blocka

Boy there he go

Get em

Boy there he go

Get em

Boy there he go

Get em

Blocka blocka blocka blocka

Boy there he go

Now who am I muthafuckas, wanna know

When I pull up in a rova, they know that it's ova

Big hold and ya body like coasters

Creep creep we deep with soldiers

Black hoes that'll carry that toaster

Hot head now they callin me foldiers

But still creep in adidas with dem heatas and dem meters

When I see where your family at

Pop pop just call me ace

Slump niggas umma call you dead

Click clack then your t-shirt red

Hand em a tampon

No batteries included, know that the clip be hands on

And I take your mans arm

Leave his bodie slumped and the damned dawn

You ain't comin round here talkin all that shit

Talkin bout look at all them bricks

I'm a have to come around your way

Nigga I'm real you all too fake

Ain't no pistol where your mama stay

Act like I don't know where you lay

Better act right before I get uptight

Act up umma let the automatic spray

Get em

Boy there he go

Get em

Boy there he go

Get em

Blocka blocka blocka blocka

Boy there he go

Get em

Boy there he go

Get em

Boy there he go

Get em

Blocka blocka blocka blocka

Boy there he go