K Smith - Get Em Up lyrics

[Hook] Get em up! Get em up! Get em up! [Verse 1] I f** your b**h she fall in love I get a word up to my n***a They gon' come and stick you up Money on my mind If it ain't money, it ain't nothing n******gs pillow talking with those b**hes But she get no luck Seven grams in my blood, we ride around We deep as f** I be trying to chill, but my young n***as light you up All this money in my pocket, hit it clever, throw it up Yeah, I'm probably with some cali n***a They gon' throw it up! West filling, n***a, west really my side n******gs switch side, they don't really wanna ride I be really in that b**h, 20 n***as on my side Really in this b**h, two other n******gs yelling mine [Hook] [Verse 2] All the B's and G's on me And I brought warlords, n**rs k** for me 2000 shooters in the A, n***as steal for me Can't do wrong sh**, hood holds love I'm the top, as soon as they see ya stolen from me I'mma shoot the teeth off your face, sh**, it ain't nothing b**h, boy, I'mma pound with your wheat, boy No, I'mma shooter, right now I aim at your neck, boy Give my strength back, Gimme my chain back Take that fat roller back They call him big daddy, cause he the b**h in the house [?] Cut you n***a [?] [Hook]