D12 - Git Up lyrics

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six
Five, four, three, two, one
Ready or not here we come
Here comes trouble in the club
Eleven, twelve, thirteen
Pistols big as M-16s
How the fuck we sneak in with
This many heaters in our jeans?
Nina, two ninas, a piece
They don't even see us
Some shit pops off we squeeze each one
They're gonna think it's machine guns
Vandals-vo-vandals, bananas and old flannels
Hands around our Colt handles
Hold them like Roman candles
So ban us, go ban us, banana-fanna-fo-fannas
Who come back all bananas
Banana clips loaded
Managers, bouncers, and the club owners
The motherfuckers don't want us to come up
Bum rush in the club and run up in it with a
Bunch of motherfuckers from Runyon
Steady popping them onions
Ready, set to go nut up
Prepare to tear the whole club up
Fixing to get into some shit
Just itching to choke someone up
You know we finna loc'n when we
Mix coke with coconut rum up
So, yeah, yeah, ho
What up? See my people posted up
See you talk that ho shit now
When you're down you won't get up
And can't sit up you're so slit up
The ambulance won't sew you up
They just throw you up in the trunk
Once they tag your big toe up
Heater no heater, automatic no matic
Mag or no mag
It don't matter if I have or don't have it
You never know when I'm packing so
You just don't want no static
And open up a whole can of whoop ass
You don't wanna chance to risk it, no biscuit
Milli mac or mac milli
Will he, won't he, don't be silly
Homie you don't know me really
You're just gonna make yourself dizzy
Wonderin' what the dilly fuck it
Let's just get busy D Twizzy's
Back in the hizzy!
Git up now! Let's get it cracking, yeah
It's on and poppin'
Bitch, D12 is back in this bitch
Ugh! There ain't no stoppin'
We're gonna get it crackalating
What you waiting for?
The wait is over, say no more
Quit tryna play the wall and quit hatin'
Git up now! Y'all are still
Sitting? What the fuck, are you deaf?
You motherfuckers don't listen I said
We 'bout to get
This motherfucker crackalatin'
Quit procrastinatin'
What the fuck you waiting for? Get
Off the wall and quit hatin', bitch
Git up now!

I keep a shitload of bullets
I pitbull it to pull it out
And automatically explode on
Motherfuckers until they mouth get closed
Permanently, you get burned to line quickly
You cannot hit me niggas
Too terrified to come get me
Tempt me if you think Swifty
Won't send a slug, people run
When the reaper comes
The repercussion gon' equal blood
Nigga what? Steppin' without a
Weapon, you leave, you gone
I be still rollin' with stolen
Toasters while on parole
Snatch you out our home
Like eviction notices, ho
When I unload
I'm known to never leave witnesses to roam
When I'm blowed
I'll write the wickedest scroll ever told
When I'm sober I'm prone to roll
Up and disconnect your soul, nigga

Now it's been proven it's about
To be a misunderstandin'
And furniture movin', bullets flyin'
Lawyers and mothers suin'
'Cause niggas don't know the difference
You bitches just stick to fiction
It's sickening, you can't even
Walk in my jurisdiction, riffing it
Gripping the pump and who want to fuck with
A walking psychopathic pyromaniac
Shady cats with eighty gats
And maybe that's the reason that you
Gon' get it the worst
And since you jumpin' in front of
Everybody you gon' get it first
I disperse the crowd with
Something bigger and versatile
So run and record your verses now
While you got a mouth
And it's not a joke, it's some kind of riddle
Kunizzle will lift up a 12 gizzle and
Throw a party from my acquittal
And a Glock or two will stop you from walking
Bullets'll hit your liver
I'll even shoot Native Americans
A Indian giver, and nigga
We back in your life and back in your wife
Hit you in your back with a
Knife and get it crackin' tonight

Git up now! Let's get it cracking, yeah
It's on and poppin'
Bitch, D12 is back in this bitch
Ugh! There ain't no stoppin'
We're gonna get it crackalating
What you waiting for?
The wait is over, say no more
Quit tryna play the wall and quit hatin'
Git up now! Y'all are still
Sitting? What the fuck, are you deaf?
You motherfuckers don't listen I said
We 'bout to get
This motherfucker crackalatin'
Quit procrastinatin'
What the fuck you waiting for? Get
Off the wall and quit hatin', bitch
Git up now! Hahaha, yeah, D12, we back
Haha (Get up now) Ha ha haha
Runyon Ave soldiers amityville
Who the fuck want it with us? Ha, ha!
Nobody