get 'em up

ace hood

ace hood

gutta

chea

gutta

gutta

hey

i got my drop top rollin' and i'm heading to the mother land

grippin' on that steering wheel

passenger's a duffel bag

hundred in the louie

don't confuse me with that other cat

engine in the truck jack

pushing like a super pack

automatic button pad just to keep the top back

ruby red insides

lamborghini fruit snacks

twenty-two

that's what i shoot

you know them bitches got a mack

back to the back of the lac in case them pussy niggas wanna jet

know i keep that.45

turn you into cabbage patch

hit you right between the eyes then leave you like an alley rat

100 for the bracelet

a track

i'm like a magnet

hit 'em with that gutta swag

swangin with the louie rag

say i maybe gave a damn but i never gave a fuck

rep your city like a g then put your middle fingers up

i got that east side rollin'

and that west side smoke

south side rollin wit me and the north side folk

get em up

get em up

get em up

get em up

get em up

get em up

get em up

you rep your city nigga

gon' show it up

and it go

eenie meenie mini mo

catch me slippin' never though

know i keep that full clip

come and get you super soak

call me mr. cinemax

shoot you like a movie role

hundred on the highway

let's see how fast the coupe can go

new edition fit the kid

they ship the shit from england

that's me in the foreign whip

climbing like the ring-a-lings

yes

i'm on some other shit

don't know who you fucking wit

yes

i keep that.45

you better keep a body guard

benz is in the parking lot so you know the block is hot

tell em we don't give a shit and mother fuck the other side

bitch you know i'm born to ride

h b and some murder minds

open up the suicide doors

call it homicide

i got my black flag swangin and i'm bangin on some gutta shit

just copped me a spaceship

took it from the government

white-on-white drop top

call that bitch a cool whip

had to blow the brains out

yeah i keep it ruthless

know you niggas mad but tell em haters i does it

better quit that fussing

don't know what's in the bullpit

45's a motherfucker

hit you and your cousin

think i gave a damn but i never gave a fuck

got that oven heated up and bitch you lookin like lunch

take them heaters to your gut like it's a million uppercuts

then i dip off in the cut and throw it up

who give a fuck?

got that vodka in my cup

bring my gangsta to the front

what's up?

say i maybe gave a damn but i never gave a fuck

rep your city like a g then put your middle fingers up

i got that east side rollin'

and that west side smoke

south side rollin wit me and the north side gon

get em up

get em up

get em up

get em up

get em up

get em up

get em up

you rep your city nigga

gon' show it up