lirik lagu usda – get it up
get it up n-gg-s, get it up [x4]
[hook: x2]
on the road to riches i’m a get it up
my grind is relentless i’m a get it up
my shine is ridiculous i’m a get it up
i’m a get it up, i’m a get it up
[slick p:]
fresh out the box like a pair of nike airs it’s slick
for the green like sebastian telfair
the shields in this b-tch
we seek and destroy
your boy got a mind like sigman freud see the lawyers and the haters got me
paranoid
but i see the finish line so i’m going for it we the streets choice,
we don’t need no awards
you can clip the wings and we still gon soar
u lame as n-gg-s ain’t spittin for sh-t dump truck n-gg-s you garbage pale
kids
got my swisha in my hand and my 5th on tuck
one thing on my mind and that’s gettin it up
[hook]
[jeezy:]
got money to the ceiling
bags full of white
strapped young gizzle?
you godd-mn right
snitch this week better think twice
even 3 times cause i bust mine
i’m a get it up i’m a get it in
homie came through when he cashed out 10
26’s now ridin on thangs
straight to the spot i ran through the change
the 100’s and them 50’s homie
ain’t sh-t new the whole task force know me
keep a sack yea the whole hood on me
it ain’t all bad but it ain’t all good homie
me, slick pulla, b-raw stein (steen) fyi we tote them things
parked lambo then i hopped in a rarri hopped out a rarri then i hopped in a
bent.
brought a 100 thousand with me all that spent now i’m standing round like
where that went
now gt stil blowin my dro i’m a get it in make it cost some more
[hook]
[bloodraw:]
stackin to the ceiling dog
bird in your backyard
f-ck the safe deposit dog
the fans tryna take it all
n-gg-s still foldin money
i ain’t even holdin money
i been left the trap and them n-gg-s still owe me money
still gettin it up i’m tryna get up
but it’s hard to leave the streets b4 a n-gg- f-cked up
money ain’t the root of evil it’s the love of that motherf-cker
3 the hard way stick together like blood brothers
family come fore everything one twenty for the pledge
we speak for the real n-gg-s
if i’m lyin them i’m falling dead b4 i be broke receiving death or them
cuffs i’m going all out cause i’m tryna get it up
[hook x2]
[jeezy:]
me, slick pulla, b-raw stein (steen) fyi we tote them things [x3]
fyi we tote them things [x3]
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