Get Em Up
Pastor Troy & The Congregation Lyrics

My niggas (get 'em up)
Calling on my male friends to rise up and take action

My bitches (get 'em up)
Calling on my female friends to rise up and take action

It's pete baby
Introducing myself as Pete

You best of recognize
You better understand and acknowledge me

Grab my gold teeth baby
Showing off my jewelry and style

One of the good guys
I am a good person and ally

Say she's a freak baby
Asking about someone's sexual preferences

Tell me what's up then
Encouraging someone to be honest and open

You wanna freak
You are interested in sex

I wanna freak
I am also interested in sex

Then we can freak then
We can have sex with each other

Living this life of sin
Acknowledging my risky lifestyle and actions

Drinking bout everyday
I drink alcohol frequently

Smoking bout everyday, in that gray escalade
I smoke marijuana frequently while driving my car

I hit my nigga dre'
I called my friend Dre'

Dre' what's the word dawg
Asking Dre' what's happening

I got bout twenty-three ways let's go ball dawg
I have money and let's go have a good time

Help me burn down dis log
I need help to smoke marijuana

This dro' to much for me
The marijuana is too strong for me

It's getting hard to see
My vision is blurry due to the marijuana

But they can't stop a g'
I am strong and unstoppable

Living delicately
Living life dangerously and irresponsibly

And I'm going put 'em up
I will fight and defend myself

Sometimes I feel like I'm going die
I have thoughts of dying and am scared

That's why I keep a tone
That's why I carry a gun

Cause ain't no telling when I might have to prove a nigga wrong
I may have to use my gun to defend myself

Some nigga ackin like he bad
Someone is acting tough or threatening

Now he long gone
That person is now gone or dead

I'ma be the one in back laughing and giggling in the funeral home
I will attend the funeral and find pleasure in my enemy's demise

Cause I just got out the institution cause I'm crazy jone
I was just released from a mental institution due to my instability

And a nigga think I'm bullshitting with them masses on
Someone thinks I am lying about my gun and will not use it

Come on, come on everybody come on
Encouraging everyone to come forward or start something

Nigga we ready
We are prepared

So whatever you wanna get on
Let's do whatever you want

Breaking niggas off the top what I spit on
My rapping skills are impressive and intimidating

Fucking niggas up with the shit they better get on
My attitude and actions will harm anyone who opposes me

Boy you don't wanna make me have to pull a get gone
You do not want to anger me enough to use my gun

I'ma get to bucking with my muthafucking tone
I will start shooting with my gun

Leave ya folks crying they gone hate you gone
Your family will be sad and upset after I kill you

[?] with the a cappella tone
Singing or rapping without musical accompaniment

From memphis to atlanta getting bust in domes
I commit violent acts with a gun in many locations

Stick with the niggas in bulletproof it's on
Stay with people who wear bulletproof vests, it's dangerous outside

Then shout with the chrome glock to the knock
Shooting with my gun that has a chrome exterior

Another muthafucker test me I think not
I will not tolerate anyone who challenges me

See I ride with the chrome
I carry a gun with a shiny exterior

Out of town finna clown
I will cause trouble or be wild and unpredictable in other cities

Keep ya phone on wrong
Turn your phone off, it's about to get dangerous

Sideways in the whip
Driving with the car tilted or at an angle

Every time when I dip through the hood it's on
Whenever I go through the neighborhood, people know there will be trouble

Everything after making the green
After making money, anything goes

I kind of hate when ya hate mine
I dislike when people are jealous of my success

Irritated when ya waited for the online
I am annoyed when people try to provoke me online

Never hard to find
I am always easy to locate

When we all gone shine
When we all achieve success and wealth

Get ya cheese on
Make money and be successful

My niggas gotta hustle for that, juggle for that
My friends have to work hard and be resourceful to make money

But you better stay strapped with the gat
But it's important to carry a gun

Everytime when the hugger make contact
Whenever someone touches me, I am ready to use my gun

Real niggas got push 'em all back
Real men will push anyone who opposes them back

In the mist of dust
In the middle of chaos and danger

Like my guns when we come
Like my guns, we are strong and deadly

This ain't no test execution my son
This is not a game, it is real and dangerous

Nightmares after twelve
I have bad dreams after midnight

They catching hell
They are experiencing difficulties and struggles

Millionaires
We have a lot of money

So we don't care
We are not worried or concerned

Cause all my niggas posting bail, uh
All my friends have been in jail before and have paid bail to get out

Sometimes I feel like a nut
Sometimes I feel crazy or unstable

Sometimes I don't
Other times, I feel normal or stable

Thinking that I won't get 'em left on the scene
Believing that I will not be caught or killed

Like no what I mean
Do you understand what I am saying?