Gotta Git Cha

(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

[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]