Текст песни Get It Up - Sticky Fingaz
Damn,
is
y'all
ready
to
go
up
in
here?
Alright,
pull
the
black
mask
down
We
'bout
to
rush
the
door
Ah
shit,
hide
your
jewelry
I
told
y'all
we
was
coming
Yo
everybody
watch
out,
word
up
Get
it
up,
huh
The
ice
on
ya
wrist
player,
pick
it
up,
huh
My
killers
in
the
cut
coast,
stick
'em
up,
huh
Ladies
grab
your
shirts
and
lift
'em
up,
huh
Lemme
see
your
ass
baby,
back
it
up,
huh
My
soldiers
on
the
front
line
actin'
up,
huh
Lemme
see
your
guns,
what?
Throw
'em
up,
huh
Lemme
see
your
guns,
what?
Throw
'em
up,
huh
Lemme
see
your
guns,
what?
Throw
'em
up,
huh
Yo
Sticky
Fingaz,
word
out
I
told
y'all
niggas,
yo
come
on
Hennesied
up,
play
the
cut,
lightin'
it
up
Rag
on
my
head,
eyes
lookin'
half
way
dead
Brought
my
thugs
to
the
club,
straight
off
the
street
I'm
iceburg
to
my
feet
about
a
third
of
the
week
Relax
baby,
don't
spaz
'cause
he
touched
your
ass
I
ain't
say
shit
when
your
friend
touched
my
dick
I
see
Brooklyn
schemin',
we
all
in
the
spot
But
that's
hip
hop,
we
rap
niggas
from
off
the
block
Is
it
me
or
is
it
gettin'
hot
in
here?
I
think
somebody
'bout
to
get
shot
in
here
The
nine
mil'
guaranteed
to
clear
the
spot
in
here
And
we
ain't
get
searched
kid,
we
got
glocks
in
here
Somebody
bring
me
to
the
hoe
suckin'
cocks
in
here
I
think
they
trying
to
shut
it
down,
I
seen
cops
in
here
I'm
the
hottest
shit
Universal
got
this
year
And
all
my
niggaz
rockin'
rocks
in
here,
come
on
Get
it
up,
huh
The
ice
on
ya
wrist
player,
pick
it
up,
huh
My
killers
in
the
cut
coast,
stick
'em
up,
huh
Ladies
grab
your
shirts
and
lift
'em
up,
huh
Lemme
see
your
ass,
baby,
back
it
up,
huh
My
soldiers
on
the
front
line
actin'
up,
huh
Lemme
see
your
guns,
what?
Throw
'em
up,
huh
Lemme
see
your
guns,
what?
Throw
'em
up,
huh
Lemme
see
your
guns,
what?
Throw
'em
up,
huh
Black
Trash,
yo
kick
that
old
real
shit
That
Queens
shit
nigga
Fire
marshall
said
it's
too
packed,
nigga
fuck
the
law
And
the
guest
list,
niggas
'bout
to
rush
the
door
Got
cats
online
in
ties
and
suits
We
come
through
VIP
and
button
flies
and
boots
Everybody
gettin'
comped,
I
ain't
paying
no
admission
Sticky
Fingaz,
I
can't
even
pay
attention
Love
the
freaks
that
tweek
and
be
liftin'
it
up
Love
the
freaks
that
creep
and
be
givin'
it
up
I
got
twelve
inches,
I'm
well
hung
Nine
on
my
dick
and
three
on
my
tongue
My
manager,
the
bitch
name
is
Helen
Wate
Need
a
free
show?
Nigga
go
to
hell
and
wait
And
if
God
only
helped
those
that
help
themselves
When
I
see
somethin',
I
want
'em,
I
help
myself
So
unless
you
and
me
come
to
a
understanding
You
gonna
be
under,
and
I'ma
be
standin'
Get
it
up,
huh
The
ice
on
ya
wrist
player,
pick
it
up,
huh
My
killers
in
the
cut
coast,
stick
'em
up,
huh
Ladies
grab
your
shirts
and
lift
'em
up,
huh
Lemme
see
your
ass,
baby,
back
it
up,
huh
My
soldiers
on
the
front
line
actin'
up,
huh
Lemme
see
your
guns,
what?
Throw
'em
up,
huh
Lemme
see
your
guns,
what?
Throw
'em
up,
huh
Lemme
see
your
guns,
what?
Throw
'em
up,
huh
Word
up,
we
takin'
all
y'all
money
We
takin'
all
y'all
bitches,
what
y'all
thought
it
was?
I'm
so
hot
to
death,
I'll
probably
get
shot
to
death
Fuck
who
the
cops
arrest
my
killers
is
rough
Shoot
up
the
club
like
Puff,
niggas'll
duck
Chains
tucked,
Timbs
get
scuffed
I
pull
a
four-four
from
out
of
the
seat
Up
out
it
and
beat,
picture
me
not
ridin'
with
heat
Jump
out
of
the
Jeep,
clear
a
nigga
out
of
the
street
Nobody
can
creep
thirty
deep
nigga,
I'm
out
of
your
reach
Ain't
nothing
but
killers
posted
next
to
me
I'm
prejudice,
I
hate
every
color
except
for
green
In
the
club,
that's
were
my
niggas'
jewelry
shop
When
the
hammer
cock,
we
don't
care
who
we
box
So
why
you
come
to
the
club,
what
you
livin'
it
up?
Why
you
fuckin'
with
that
chick
and
was
she
givin'
it
up?
Why
you
even
cop
jewels,
what
you
can't
get
stuck?
Why
you
never
say
when,
you
ain't
had
enough?
Get
it
up,
huh
The
ice
on
ya
wrist
player
pick
it
up,
huh
(Nigga
scheming
on
my
chain
son)
(What?)
(I
don't
know
god)
(Damn
you
don't
know
son?)
(Yo
son
look
man
niggaz
walking
over
there
son,
yo
what
up
son?)
(You
know
what
the
fuck
this
is,
nigga?)
(Give
me
that
chain
the
fuck
you
thinking?)
(Oh
shit!)
C'mon
Let's
go
Get
it
up
1 Intro
2 Come On
3 My Dogz Iz My Gunz
4 Not Die'N
5 Money Talks
6 Why
7 Oh My God
8 Cheatin'
9 What Chu Want
10 Ghetto
11 Sister I'm Sorry
12 Get It Up
13 Licken Off in Hip-Hop
14 Wonderful World
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