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Versurile D12 - Git up
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10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
Ready or not here we come, here comes trouble in
the club
11, 12, 13, pistols big as M 16's
How the fuck we sneak in with this many heaters
in our jeans
Nina, 2 nina's, a peace and they dont even see
us
Some shit pops off we squeeze each one they gon'
think its machine guns
Vanos vo vano, bananas in our flannels
Hands around our colt handles, hold them like
roman candles
Vannas vo vannas, banana fanna fo fannas
Who come back all bananas, banna clips loaded
Managers, bouncers and the club owners, the
motherfuckers dont want us
To come up and rush in the club and run up in it
with a bunch of
Motherfuckers from Runyan, steady poppin them
onions,
Ready set to go nut up, prepare to tear the whole
club up
Fixin to get into some shit just itchin to choke
someone up
You know we finna loc'n when we mixin coke with
coke and nut rum up
Yeah Yeah oh, what up, see my people throw shit
up
See you talk that hoe shit now when you down you
dont get up
And can't sit up your so slit up, the ambulance
wont sew you up
They just throw you up in the trunk once they tag
your big toe up
Heater no heater, automatic no matic
Mac or no mac it dont matter if I have or dont
have it
You never know what im packin' so you just dont
want no static
And open up a whole can of whoop ass you dont
wanna chance to
Risk it no biscuit, mili mac a mac milli
Really homie dont be silly, homie you dont know
me really
You're just gonna make yourself dizzy wonderin
what the dealy
Fuck it lets just get busy D Twizzys back up in
the hizzy!
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