"Get Him" lyrics

You ain't comin' 'round here talkin' all that shit
Talkin' 'bout you get all them bricks
I'm a have to come 'round your way
Nigga I'm real you all too fake
And a pistol where your mamma stay
Act like I don't know where you lay
Betta act right 'fore I get uptight
Act up I'm a let the automatic spray
(Get 'em) boy there you go
(Get 'em) boy there you go
Blocka, blocka, blocka, blocka
Boy there you go
(Get 'em) boy there you go
(Get 'em) boy there you go
Blocka, blocka, blocka, blocka
Boy there you go

Hold up with it, Khaled don't let me get 'em
Gun cocked, where his cheerin'?
No talk, time to get him
Fake niggas gon' make me kill him
Make his body shiver like he naked in a river
Matter fact I'm a leave him in the river
Come and get him when it's winter
Nigga holler back
I'm gutta. I done told you that
Rock boy bitch over bags
Say you movin' them slabs of crack
See nigga you a lie like Pac is back
Man you niggas all crap
And you homies won't last
Till your somethin' like paper tags
Don't make me slide the mask
To save from blast
Get his ass

You ain't comin' 'round here talkin' all that shit
Talkin' 'bout you get all them bricks
I'm a have to come 'round your way
Nigga I'm real you all too fake
And a pistol where your mamma stay
Act like I don't know where you lay
Betta act right 'fore I get uptight
Act up I'm a let the automatic spray
(Get 'em) boy there you go
(Get 'em) boy there you go
Blocka, blocka, blocka, blocka
Boy there you go
(Get 'em) boy there you go
(Get 'em) boy there you go
Blocka, blocka, blocka, blocka
Boy there you go

Now let me get 'em when I walk up in the place
Put the pace in your face, tell 'em gimme that K
Fuck niggas and they really don't think that I know where they lay duct tape their face
Pop pop, unload that K, then we leave 'em and we find 'em in a couple of days
Pussy niggas know where you lay actin' like I don't know where you stay
Runnin' at your mouth man your niggas too fake tellin' all the niggas that you move them things
What? Y'ain't 'bout that lie
Huh? Y'ain't got no stride
Naw. You ain't really grind
Leave 'em in the streets till the D boys find 'em
Dumb niggas and they huggin' on the grind
In the middle of this town
We gon' g-g-get 'em

You ain't comin' 'round here talkin' all that shit
Talkin' 'bout you get all them bricks
I'm a have to come 'round your way
Nigga I'm real you all too fake
And a pistol where your mamma stay
Act like I don't know where you lay
Betta act right 'fore I get uptight
Act up I'm a let the automatic spray
(Get 'em) boy there you go
(Get 'em) boy there you go
Blocka, blocka, blocka, blocka
Boy there you go
(Get 'em) boy there you go
(Get 'em) boy there you go
Blocka, blocka, blocka, blocka
Boy there you go

Now who am I? Motherfuckers wanna know
When I pull up in that rover
They know that it's over
Big holes in your body like coasters
Creep, creep we deep with soldiers
Black holster to carry that toaster
Hot head now they callin' me "folgers"
But still creep in Adidas with the heaters
Millimeters
Wanna see where yo family at
Pop pop just call me ace
Slump niggas I'm a call you dead
Click clack now your T-shirt red
Hand 'em an tampon
No batteries included know that the clip be hands on
It'll take yo mans on
Leave his body slumped in the damn yard
Get 'em

You ain't comin' 'round here talkin' all that shit
Talkin' 'bout you get all them bricks
I'm a have to come 'round your way
Nigga I'm real you all too fake
And a pistol where your mamma stay
Act like I don't know where you lay
Betta act right 'fore I get uptight
Act up I'm a let the automatic spray
(Get 'em) boy there you go
(Get 'em) boy there you go
Blocka, blocka, blocka, blocka
Boy there you go
(Get 'em) boy there you go
(Get 'em) boy there you go
Blocka, blocka, blocka, blocka
Boy there you go