Gotta Git Cha

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

[Hook 2x]
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 ain't 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 crept up 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 lying straight in the street
Hitting corners, straight mashing stuffing my heat in the seat
We just banging and I'm hanging corners on these hundred spoke 'tonas
On the mission trying to get to the spot
Cause I can up with some switches and the shit is hot

[Hook 4x]

[Chill]
Going get cha, rock me ha ya, ready to hit cha
Mother fuckers best run and duck
Cuz 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 a rocket
Blowing nigga out of his socks
Creeping off with the cooks and the 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)
And I'm still on a mission
Ski mask so you ain't knowin it's Chill catch you're 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

[Hook 4x]

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

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

[Chill]
He know the chill got heat for days
And didn't give a damn about making fools lay
Down to ground, we don't fuck around

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

[Chill]
Don't worry about nada
I got the four four and the sewed-off fire
And it's about to get hotter than the cops on the beach

[Lil' 1/2 Dead]
Let's break em off a proper piece and then each
And one of us can straight get paid
Hey 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

[Hook 8x]