Git Up (Explicit) - D12

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Ready or not here we come

Here comes trouble in the club

11 12 13 pistols big as M 16's

How the f**k we sneak in with

This many heaters in our jeans

Nina 2 nina's a peace and they don't even see us

Some sh*t pops off we squeeze each one

They gon' think its machine guns

Vandles vo vandles bananas in our flannels

Hands around our colt handles

Hold them like roman candles

So ban us bo ban us

Banana fanna fo fannas

Who come back all bananas

Banana clips loaded

Managers bouncers and the club owners

The motherf**kers don't want us

To come up bum rush in the club

And run up in it with a bunch of

Motherf**kers from Runyan

Steady poppin them onions

Ready set to go nut up

Prepare to tear the whole club up

Fixin to get into some sh*t

Just itchin to choke someone up

You know we fin to loc

When we mix coke with coconut rum up

Yeah Yeah oh what up

See my people throw sh*t up

See you talk that hoe sh*t now

When you down you won't get up

And can't sit up your so slit up

The ambulance won't sew you up

They just throw you up in the trunk once

They tag your big toe up

Heater no heater automatic no matic

Mag or no mag it don't matter

If I have or don't have it

You never know when i'm packing

So you just don't want no static

And open up a whole can of whoop a**

You don't wanna chance to

Risk it no biscuit mili mac a mac milli

Really don't even be silly

Homie you don't know me really

You're just gonna make yourself

Dizzy wonderin what the dealy

F**k it lets just get busy

D Twizzy's back in the hizzy

Git Up Now

Lets get it crackin yea Its on and poppin

Its D12 is back up in this b**ch

Uh there ain't no stoppin

We're gonna get it crackalatin

What you waitin for the wait is over

Say no more fo tryin to play

The wall and quit hatin

Git Up Now

Y'all are just sittin

What the f**k is you deaf

You motherf**kers don't listen I said

We bout to get this motherf**ker crackalating

Quit procrastinating

What the f**k you waitin for

Get off the wall and quit hatin

I keep a sh*t load of bullets

A pitpull to pull it out

And automatically explode

On motherf**kers until

They mouth be closed permanently

You get burned until i quickly

You can not hit me niggas

To terrified to come get me

Tempt me if you think Swifty

Won't send a slug people run

When the reaper comes

The repercussions gong equal blood

Ni**a what steping without a weapon

We'll leave you gone

I'm still rolling with

Stolen toasters while on parole

Snatch you out our home

Like eviction notices hoe

When I unload

I'm known to never leave witnesses to roam

When I'm blowed

I'll write the wickedest scroll ever told

When I'm sober I'm prone to roll up

And disconnect your soul

Ni**a

Now what you proven

It's about to be a misunderstanding

In furniture moving bullets flying

Lawyers and mothers suing

Cause niggas don't know the difference

You b**ches just stick to fiction

It's sickening you can't even

Walk in my jurisdiction ripping it

Gripping the pump and who wanna f**k

With a walking psychopathic

Pyromaniac shady cats with 80 gats

And maybe thats the reason

That you gong get it the worst a

And since you jumping in front of

Everybody you gong get it first

I disperse the crowd

With something bigger and versatile

So run and record you verses now

While you got a mouth

And it's not a joke or some kind of riddle

Kunizzle will lift up a 12 gizzle

And throw a party for my acquittal

And a glock or two will stop you from waking

Bullets'll hit your liver

I'll even shoot native americans

A Indian giver and ni**a

We back in you life and back in your wife

Hit you in the back with a knife

And get it cracking tonight

Git Up Now

Lets get it crackin yea Its on and poppin

Its D12 is back up in this b**ch

Uh there ain't no stoppin

We're gonna get it crackalatin

What you waitin for the wait is over

Say no more fo tryin to play

The wall and quit hatin

Git Up Now

Y'all are just sittin

What the f**k is you deaf

You motherf**kers don't listen I said

We bout to get this motherf**ker crackalating

Quit procrastinatig

What the f**k you waitin for

Get off the wall and quit hatin

Hehehe

Yeah

D12

We back

Haha

Runyan

Haha

Runyan Ave soldiers

Amityville

Who the f**k want it with us