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crudchapo & peezy - get it up lyrics

[verse 1: crudchapo]
it was the gym or the block, i went straight to the spot
bought a [?] and bought a pot, and went straight to the top
why you tryna come around? you close to my opp
let me catch your ass with him, bet the chop won’t stop
i ain’t talking to you n+ggas, you know [?] k!llers
my music target the dealers, [?] no pistol
we gon’ sharpen the issue, you n+ggas softer than tissue
i know [?] your head, but in the coffen, they miss you
my presi black face, yeah, it’s for my people
if the dope no good, they still gon’ call, ’cause how i treat them
it’s some n+ggas who should be next to me, but wе ain’t speaking
[?] talk to me, til they seen mе eating
trapping off this phone, without it, i’d be nothing
told that b+tch to go, without me, she’d be [?]
she ain’t know me when i was broke, it’s the money that she loving
but all the times i [?] i wouldn’t tell if i was bugging

[chorus: crudchapo]
all them nights i was down, i had to get it up
i ain’t never had no big homie to lift me up
now i hit the mall with cash, ’bout 50 tucked
all this money on the floor, i can’t get enough
all them nights i was down, i had to get it up
i ain’t never had no big homie to lift me up
now i hit the mall with cash, ’bout 50 tucked
all this money on the floor, i can’t get enough
[verse 2: peezy]
count a hundred k in small bills, now my hands tired
i just turned down a pint of wok, and let my mans buy it
told my n+gga hurry up and tturn, i see a van behind us
man, that n+gga know he pure p+ssy, he need a pantie liner
thought i was gon’ die selling dope, til i found rap
said you paid what for that what? that sh+t sound cap
i’m so f+cking high, somebody show me where the ground at
talking to the [?], where i’m from, we don’t allow that
i just sold a brick on jefferson, where [?] at
made half a million last year, i’m scared to file taxes
heard they got the [?] 17, i’m finna fly to texas
eveery f+cking week i’m up at gary, buying another necklace
i told my n+ggas quit playing, it’s time to apply pressure
i just said f+ck the h+llcat, i’m tryna buy a tesla
got a mixed b+tch straight out of cali, and she bis+xual
hit his top up close range, now his ass a vegetable

- crudchapo peezy lyrics

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