Lil Wayne - Get Em lyrics

yea, haha dram i'm back Dedication 2 bye I ain't fenna wait on 'em i'ma get 'em now Get 'em My block pumpin and i'm tryin to keep that hoe pumpin If n***az snitchin them i let them n***az hold...... Get get get 'em My block pumpin and i'm tryin to keep that hoe pumpin If n***az snitchin them i let them n***az hold sumthin If a n***a owe sumthin need a doctors note from 'em Or his throat from 'em These lil n***az thinkin they fresh, get whipped out ya clothes youngin I got it all but i'll beat you like you stole sumthin My b**h trippin, she say i treat her like my old woman I tell the b**h i'm probably better off with no woman Yea, i get that brand new money I'm the boss b**h, i'm touchin every dollar thats comin Stop playin, i kno wat i'm doin Let me get 'em I hope his kids not with 'em Yall muthaf**az kno me i'm a rider inside of the south Got the money in the matress and the guns in the couch Wat up Puttin out co*kroaches in the ashtray Its payday till my last day Yea Walkin that line with alot on my mind I get that money, never droppin a dime I don't hate, never, not on my time I'll put that little red dot on ya mind Talkin that crime but alot of 'em lyin Im caught on the grind, never get off my grind Ima pimp to these hoes, not a pimp in my mind, nah And everybody kno i'm sharp when i ride Hop out that new ferrari with that little horse on the side yea Zoom zoom b**h ride a n***a broom witch Have a key wet stinkin up your whole room b**h Now break out the perfume b**h And n***az come from out that beach, i'm in that water like a cruise ship Straight up, tell 'em i do's this 1 pistol, 2 clips, i aim at lips Wayne that sh**, sh** on y'all Given to you from the god I am the god Yeaa, money on my mind, money money on my mental Super super soaker wet a n***a like a swim suit I think they sippin on that 'i can f** with him juice' Test me if ya wanna bad man i knock a limb loose I ain't never scared, i'm protected everywhere And if a n***a disrespect me then he shall be buried there Thats my word, gotta urge to hit a n***a and swerve And them birds in the tree get shot down to my feet Its me muthaf**a whats better to see And when ya greedy like me ain't nothin better then beef See i would meet each one of you n***az in the street Then eat - and pick you little b**hez out my teeth Shout out to the green and red stiches in my teeth n***a With no gucci i'm a double G n***a My brothers you have sinned, and the god i am.. Amen..