get up to get shot down) No four leaf clover to keep me safe Paranoia sits in place But everyday I get up and try (Gotta get up to get shot down) Well
Gotta get up to get shot down) No four leaf clover to keep me safe Paranoia sits in place But everyday I get up and try (Gotta get up to get shot down
lil 40 up just feel us down Bad ass yella boy, This is for you Homie, We know the true story and we know what to do We get them automatic weapons load em up
these niggaz got me tossin shit I put the top down, now it's time to floss my shit Keep your head up nigga, make these motherfuckers suffer Up in the
It's on to bounce back. And an ounce so fat, they snatch my style ??? Get this grip wit hollows to get cha. Snip wit clippers. Get the picture? I wrote my life down
glock and hear pistols poppin' buckin' them bodies with shots, and a come up, Everybody get up, get down [x4] Everybody get up and like my fucked-up
to lay down the school district Get pistol whipped with a Mauseburg With a pistol grip and fed pitbulls shit Sniff glue sticks like I give two shits If I get
the wall And felt my pistol grip al of a sudden Niggas started trippin' Flippin', the record started skippin' Wildin', fools started locn up Gats cracked The room started smokin' up
, I rip through mics plus I push more powder than Crystal Light Chick mad, said I hold my pistol too tight Get a grip bitch, this how I get through life
get they head screwed on tight when it really get down to the nitty grit who gone fight pipe down 'cause ain't no better time to crank it up than right
the line and make me smoke sumting [Verse 2: Tech N9ne] You bless buddha, we get gouda You envy us, then we get 2s to shoot that fool up Ooze, when
is sumtn' 4 urrbody get yo' hands up On the grind, money on yo' mind get yo' grands up If you on top getting hella guap stand up If you on da corner you
all the homies that done get shot From at least about five years ago when I was in junior high goin to Marshall The homey use to come up to the school
from the valley to the bay The mighty Norte got it sewn We bout half a mill' people up in these streets So keep a grip yeah we flared up we red flags
his sick premeditated, murder caper [Street Life] I walk with the Shaolin strut, burn a dutch Watch Street eat em up, cold crush, bumrush Spot rusher get touched backed up
the wall And felt my pistol grip All of a sudden Niggas started trippin' Flippin', the record started skippin' Wildin', fools started lockin' up Gats cracked The room started smokin' up
my sleep, nigga peep I remember watchin' the news, dead people in jimmy bag I got a Nine nigga get me mad And watch me throw up razorblades and get
my sleep - nigga peep I remember watchin' the news, dead people in jimmy bag I got a Nine nigga get me mad And watch me throw up razorblades and get to