The Getup

(Talking) Yall can't do it like 'Te do it Can't stop won't stop Like a ford explorer without the brake fluid Spinnin out on firestones with the shake to it Leavin all the passenger with scrap bruises My rap niggas take to it me and Pooh sick of eatin noodles This year we fitten to add a steak to it And wil' out with our hands in the air now And smack these funny niggas givin us the stare down And get up on those fly honeys with their hair down Lookin like the sweetest candy apples at the fairgrounds And this just the way we do this So if you wanna hear some new shit whatcha gotta do is Chorus 3x Get UP (Come on now) Get Up (Come and) Get Up (Uh Uh Uh) This is the Get up (Whatchu waitin on) "There's something about these hoes . . . " They think they're better than I Battle states cause I'm a hell of a guy Shit's fly when I kick lines The most improved when I kick rhymes Not in the prime but ahead of my time Staying sublime to the limelight Yall maggots hagged and don't rhyme right From being exposed to light Nocturnal cause you chose this life You fucked up cause you chose the pipe Warning the trucks that Pooh bout to go yard I'm a couple past Bonds when i face your squad First smith specialist nobody get the best of us Pooh and 'Te tag team like we wrestlers And maintain under pressure bro On and on and etcera Makin sure the compitition never get ahead of us And it's so ill the way we do this So if you waitin for some new shit whatcha gotta do is Chorus (Singing Outro)