Gotta Git Cha

Lil 1/2 Dead

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    (feat. Chill)

    Yea, that nigga half dead in this mother fucker
    With my nigga chill
    We Going get you

    [Chorus x2]
    You know I got get cha cause I got get cha
    going to get cha, gotta git cha cause I got get cha

    [Lil' 1/2 Dead]
    Nigga I see you sleeping, so I'm creeping
    On your Dayton's cause you aint an G, like me young h.d
    That little gangsta coming from the l.b.c
    And he be straight jacking constantly
    I just took an coupe with the must to be (That's right)
    That nigga was trying to flow
    So I grabbed on his ass and his ass got toss, he loss
    His strap and his mother fucking jewels
    I looked in the rear view and said, O weezel
    I left the nigga lye straight in the street
    Hitting corners, straight mashing stuffing my heat in the seat
    We just banging and I'm hanging corners on his hundred stock torrents
    On the mission trying to get to the spot
    Cause I can up with some switches and the shit is hot

    [Chorus x4]

    [Chill]
    Going get cha, rock me ha ya, ready to hit cha
    Mother fuckers best run and duck
    That nigga named chill is straight crazy as fuck
    Yea, I'm in the backing mother fuckers on they pockets
    False move take em off like an rocket
    Blowing nigga out of his socks
    Creeping off with the cooks and four four glock
    Cock, niggas might be up the block
    But I'm ready to serve these punk ass fools like rocks (Got em fat)Im still on
    a mission, ski mask on you still know that you kissing
    Yall niggas better listen, I got the four four cannon
    Ready for some tripping, you probably trying to get me
    But this nigga never slipping from the c.p.t

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    [Chorus x4]

    [Chill]
    H.D put me down on the lick

    [Lil' 1/2 Dead]
    I rock house with an safe and a grip

    [Chill]
    He know the chill got heat for days
    Didn't give an damm about slay
    Down to ground, we don't fuck around

    [Lil' 1/2 Dead]
    So meat me on the East part of town
    Cause nigga it's going down
    Right now as I speak
    Bring your bullet proof and your largest heat
    And we can't be beat

    [Chill]
    Don't worry about nottiy
    I got the four four and the slaw off fire
    And it about to get hot then the on the beach

    [Lil' 1/2 Dead]
    Let's break off piece and than each
    And when it fun straight get pay
    Loc me and you will straight have it made

    [Chill]
    You hit the part loc, I hit the back

    [Lil' 1/2 Dead]
    You get ends and I get the sack

    [Chorus x8]

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    Composición: Lil 1/2 Dead y Kenneth K-Phix Manning

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