Представляем точный текст композиции "Get em Up" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Ace Hood . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Get em Up» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Ace Hood передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Ace Hood - "Get em Up"
Lyrics to Get em Up : [Intro] Ace Hood (Ay, Get Em Up) Gutta (Ay, Get Em Up) (Ay, Get Em Up) Chea (Ay, Get Em Up) Gutta, Gutta, Hey [Verse 1] I got my drop top rollin and Im headin to the mother land Rippin on that steering wheel, passengers a duffel bag Hundred in the louie, dont 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, thats what I shoot, you know them bitches got a mack Back to the back of the lac incase them pussy niggas wanna jet Know I keep that .45, turn you into Cabbage Patch Hit you right between the eyes then leave you like an alley rat 100 for the bracelet, a track, Im like a magnet Hit em with that gutta swag, swangin with the louie rag [Chorus] 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 wit me and the north side gon Get Em Up (Ay, Get Em Up) Get Em Up (Ay, Get Em Up) Get Em Up (Ay, Get Em Up) Get Em Up (Ay, Get Em Up) Get Em Up (Ay, Get Em Up) Get Em Up (Ay, Get Em Up) Get Em Up (Ay, Get Em Up) You rep your city nigga, gon show it up [Verse 2] And it go, eenie meenie mini mo, catch me slippin never though Know I keep that full clip, come and get cha super soak Call me Mr. Cinemax, shoot you like a movie role Hundred on the highway, lets see how fast the coupe can go New Edition fit the kid, they ship the shit from england Thats me in the foreign whip, climbing like the ring-a-lings Yes, Im on some other shit, dont know who you fuckin wit Yes, I keep that .45, you better keep a body guard Benz is in the parking lot so you know the block is hot Tell em we dont give a shit and mother fuck the other side Bitch you know Im born to ride, H B and some murda minds Open up the suicide doors, call it homicide [Chorus] 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 wit me and the north side gon Get Em Up (Ay, Get Em Up) Get Em Up (Ay, Get Em Up) Get Em Up (Ay, Get Em Up) Get Em Up (Ay, Get Em Up) Get Em Up (Ay, Get Em Up) Get Em Up (Ay, Get Em Up) Get Em Up (Ay, Get Em Up) You rep your city nigga, gon show it up [Verse 3] I got my black flag swangin and Im 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, dont know whats in the bullpit .45s a motherfucker, hit chu 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 its 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, whats up' [Chorus] 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 wit me and the north side gon Get Em Up (Ay, Get Em Up) Get Em Up (Ay, Get Em Up) Get Em Up (Ay, Get Em Up) Get Em Up (Ay, Get Em Up) Get Em Up (Ay, Get Em Up) Get Em Up (Ay, Get Em Up) Get Em Up (Ay, Get Em Up) You rep your city nigga, gon show 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 wit me and the north side gon Get Em Up (Ay, Get Em Up) Get Em Up (Ay, Get Em Up) Get Em Up (Ay, Get Em Up) Get Em Up (Ay, Get Em Up) Get Em Up (Ay, Get Em Up) Get Em Up (Ay, Get Em Up) Get Em Up (Ay, Get Em Up) You rep your city nigga, gon show it up [Outro] Gutta (Thanks to Adrien TUYISHIME for these lyrics) [ Get em Up Lyrics ]
Содержание трека помогает не только запомнить любимые строки, но и ощутить связь с Ace Hood. Возможно, вы заметите, как лирика «Get em Up» перекликается с вашим опытом, или найдёте ответы на давние вопросы. Эта страница создана для ценителей музыки: здесь вы сохраните текст для личного использования, поделитесь им с друзьями или используете в творчестве. Погружайтесь в мир слов композиции «Get em Up» — каждая строчка здесь обретает новый смысл.