Get Away Lyrics - Mr. Hood - Ace Hood

Ace Hood, ay get 'em up 

Gutta, ay get 'em up 

Ay get 'em up, chea 

Ay get 'em up 

Gutta, gutta, hey 

I got my drop top rollin' and I'm headin' to the mother land 

Rippin' on that steerin' wheel, passenger's a duffel bag 

Hundred in the Louie, don't confuse me with that other cat 

Engine in the truck jack, pushin' like a super pack 

Automatic button pad just to keep the top back 

Ruby red insides, Lamborghini fruit snacks 

Twenty-two, that's what I shoot, you know them bitches got a mack 

Back to the back of the 'Lac in case them pussy niggas wanna jet 

Know I keep that forty five, turn you into cabbage patch 

Hit you right between the eyes then leave you like an alley rat 

Hundred for the bracelet, attract 'em like a magnet 

Hit 'em with that gutta swag, swangin' with the Louie rag 

Say I maybe gave a damn but I never gave a fuck 

Rep your city like a G then put your middle fingers up 

I got that east side rollin' and that west side smoke 

South side rollin' with me and the north side gon' 

Ay get 'em up, ay get 'em up 

Ay, get 'em up, ay get 'em up 

Ay get 'em up, ay get 'em up 

You rep your city, nigga gon' throw it up 

And it go, eenie meenie mini mo, catch me slippin' never though 

Know I keep that full clip, come and getcha super soak 

Call me Mr. Cinemax, shoot you like a movie role 

Hundred on the highway, let's see how fast the coupe can go 

New Edition fit the kid, they ship the shit from England 

That's me in the foreign whip, climbin' like the ring-a-lings 

Yes, I'm on some other shit, don't know who you fuckin' with 

Yes, I keep that forty five, you better keep a body guard 

Benz is in the parkin' lot so you know the block is hot 

Tell 'em we don't give a shit and mother fuck the other side 

Bitch, you know I'm born to ride, H B and some murda minds 

Open up the suicide doors, call it homicide 

Say I maybe gave a damn but I never gave a fuck 

Rep your city like a G then put your middle fingers up 

I got that east side rollin' and that west side smoke 

South side rollin' with me and the north side gon' 

Ay get 'em up, ay get 'em up 

Ay get 'em up, ay get 'em up 

Ay get 'em up, ay get 'em up 

You rep your city, nigga gon' throw it up 

I got my black flag swangin' and I'm bangin' on some gutta shit 

Just copped me a spaceship, took it from the government 

White on white drop top, call that bitch a cool whip 

Had to blow the brains out, yeah I keep it ruthless 

Know you niggas mad but tell 'em haters I does it 

Better quit that fussin', don't know what's in the bull pit 

Forty five's a motherfucker, hit you and your cousin 

Think I gave a damn but I never gave a fuck 

Got that oven heated up and bitch you lookin' like lunch 

Take them heaters to your gut like it's a million uppercuts 

Then I dip off in the cut and throw it up, who give a fuck? 

Got that vodka in my cup, bring my gangsta to the front, what's up? 

Say I maybe gave a damn but I never gave a fuck 

Rep your city like a G then put your middle fingers up 

I got that east side rollin' and that west side smoke 

South side rollin' with me and the north side gon' 

Ay get 'em up, ay get 'em up 

Ay get 'em up, ay get 'em up 

Ay get 'em up, ay get 'em up 

You rep your city, nigga gon' throw it up 

Say I maybe gave a damn but I never gave a fuck 

Rep your city like a G then put your middle fingers up 

I got that east side rollin' and that west side smoke 

South side rollin' with me and the north side gon' 

Ay get 'em up, ay get 'em up 

Ay get 'em up, ay get 'em up 

Ay get 'em up, ay get 'em up 

You rep your city, nigga gon' throw it up 

Gutta 

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