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Get Up Lyrics - Nate Dogg - Nate Dogg

I'm gettin' my kicks dirty, I'm blowin' my mid-30's 

Niggaz they want me buried but, I'm in no hurry 

Bullets flyin' in flurries, my gat don't work 

But I still need one to carry 

 

And I bring the bereavement, when you hit the cement 

Police picked me up to talk but I wasn't worried 

I remembered the song that was sang from the birdie 

'Cause when he whistled he was pushin' up that milk thistle, get it? 

 

These stupid niggaz they ain't playin' for keeps 

These niggaz playin' for cheaps, they disobeyin' the streets 

Never fear the inevitable, death will come 

And when your breath goes numb, you lookin' up to the sheets 

 

I seen it comin' and I'm watchin' the drama grow 

And stressin' enough to break the needle and thread where mama sewin' 

I'm slow flowin', move back and forth like a boa 

Still movin' hoes in 2's to the boat, like I was Noah 

 

Get up, 'cause nigga we'll lay you down 

You don't wanna be six feet underground 

So get up, we don't play around 

You gotta watch your back when you outta town 

 

Get up, when you hear the sound 

The Compton nigga's comin' back for the crown 

So get up, when you feel the pound 

And your rest is short, we'll lay you down 

 

Black Air Force Ones, guns under the Louis Vuitton bomber 

It ain't like I need armor 

I give a nigga one warning, 'cause if I get you shot 

Then I'm Tupac and that's bad karma 

 

I came to get my dip on, find me a round the way girl 

In Gucci slip ons, I know what you thinkin' 

This ain't another diss song, why they bleep me and Quik songs 

But Snoop and Nate Dogg get they crip on 

 

The West been gone, I'm from Compton 

I know firsthand Quik been holdin' it down for 10 strong 

And Dre got 20 in, all you got to brag about 

Is a couple, bitches and spinnin' rims 

 

You wouldn't have a deal if it wasn't no Big 

I did 106 and Park with no vid 

How he get inside MTV with no spins 

No Em, no Dre, I'm the hottest since Jay 

 

Get up, 'cause nigga we'll lay you down 

You don't wanna be six feet underground 

So get up, we don't play around 

You gotta watch your back when you outta town 

 

Get up, when you hear the sound 

The Compton nigga's comin' back for the crown 

So get up, when you feel the pound 

And your rest is short, we'll lay you down 

 

AMG nigga, Dirty West Nile 

Any time of the day, you might hear 

Fightin' up at the club, fightin' out on the beach 

Here's a word to the wise, bring heat 

 

From the Bay to L.A., the S.D. 

Niggaz slingin' kilos of yay, pounds of weed 

You niggaz need to catch up, 'cause I'm bound to speed 

Pick a car, any car, 24's to D's 

 

And if you like what you see, baby let me know 

I let you play with the D back up at the mo' 

I need a freak like you hoes be needin' rent money 

It's 7 days in the week and man they all sunny 

 

80 degrees, tall palm trees 

Much too many dimes and too many G's 

Everybody know about the B's and C's 

Shit cost a chip, nigga bring your cheese and 

 

Get up, 'cause nigga we'll lay you down 

You don't wanna be six feet underground 

So get up, we don't play around 

You gotta watch your back when you outta town 

 

Get up, when you hear the sound 

The Compton nigga's comin' back for the crown 

So get up, when you feel the pound 

And your rest is short, we'll lay you down 

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