volume real high, If you tryna feel the vibe throw your hands up in the sky motherf**** get em up up up up up up get em up up up up up up (x2) Verse
volume real high, If you tryna feel the vibe throw your hands up in the sky Motherfucker get em up up up up up up Get em up up up up up up [x2] [Verse
real high, If you tryna feel the vibe throw your hands up in the sky Motherfucker get em up up up up up up Get em up up up up up up [x2] [Verse 1:] The
' My name Wale, and I came to get it Came to get it, came to get it My name Wale Dre pick 'em up, pick 'em up, I'll shut 'em all down Haters in the crowd
into the kill zone, baby, it's on I pack the twin nine mills that'll lift your dome Chrome pump with double eyed slots and such A fully-auto Mac-dime
them never put their hands up I do it for the hustlers and this bitch throwing their grass up Nigga, get nigga, get money nigga Get money nigga, get
up Won't sleep 'til I'm done up, gotta blaze me blunt up Hunt up another plot and scheme, gotta make some green 'Cause soldiers nut up, what up? Gotta get
and pissy elevators I went from playing the same block to Bangkok So I can get money between raindrops And my piece so heavy I pop a chain a week And get
came so clear We jeweled out and we racked up, Phantom big when it back up Big Boy, look like a Mack truck, shooters ride wit' that Mac tucked I'm a Bad
, yall don't know nothing about this The Shaq man's in the arsenal, what's up like that Double XL in the nine-oh's kid, skillz to make mills Big up, Flava
You need to love your projects Ay, get me, get me Yeah, I wake up in the ghetto tryin' dream a couple mill I'm forced to get, momma shootin' up and
I hear em talkin, they mad at Smurf and Souljah Boy They hating big in the magazine, and dont even know the boys I know the ploy, washed up rappers wanna attack people Run up
in front of yo buildin straight to a hudred million bad pimpin pimpin, bad actin doggyy getcha limp on pimpin, if they actin froggy tell em back up
nice, hug the block ta tract dice Late night, club night, mac attract dikes I pull up, Cadillac truck nice Two guns, you know mac pack gat twice Gets
muthafuckin' mac, Stop at the black gate so I could get a fat sack, Roll up a swisher now it's time to get blowed, Creepin' round the mac peepin' out
, get out the block or get grazed, muthafucka You got the yay? I gots to have it, give it up nigga, You play the role like you so hard and you get plucked
you set you up Hollow points, hit the car when, them Compton Gz bust (Who) can't stand my definition? Murders I wrote, gats I tote, is my daily day mission Kids get caught up
