Get Up Wit Me - DJ Paul

Get up with me nigga

Get up, get up, with me nigga

Get up with me nigga

Get up, get up, with me nigga

I do it for ya haters, I do it for they bitches

I do it for ya haters, I do it for they bitches

Nigga I’m a rasta

Or should I say, glocksta

Mobbing like a mobsta

Guns wrong like

Smoking on them cigars

With a whole lot of green in em

Hanging with some killas

With a whole lot of mean in em

Its Memphis ten hoe

Live by and die by

We on the map like

I would have laughed at it

D Paul I’ve seen the world

This is why a lot of niggas wanna be like me but act like girls

like a waitress

Got weapons like the Matrix

These lil niggas all wasteless

They testing my fucking patience

But I got time to plan, y’all ran out of games

This time I bring the pain, to you mothafucking lames

Squares, rubes, cube toys,

We both really got guns, but I really pull triggers

Its evident, who the biggest, some gotta fall back

I got the money in power, I got myself a bag