Get It Jumping - Intellectual

[Intro]

Sosa

O'Block, yeah, yeah

Bang, bang, bang bang

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang bang

Sosa, O'Block

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang bang

Let's get this shit jumping, get these hoes bussin'

Niggas sneak dissin', well, they ain't sayin' nothin'

Them bullets get the touchin', them veins get the bussin'

'Cause bullets come a dozen then they burn like the oven

I'm a sick mothafucka', loud be my robatussin'

And I can't keep count of these bitches I be fuckin'

I'll shoot a nigga down, bitch, I'm kinda off

I grew up in this shit goin' by what I saw

A lotta real niggas, they was gettin' money

So now I'm on the block, nigga, rain, sleet, or sunny

OTF run it, I fucks wit' Young Money

I make one phone call, yeah, Cortize, he comin'

Wit' the Young Money, kush stankin' like onions

Edai, you been my nigga, introduced me to 600

D-Rose, what up? You scoring shit out here

Keep ya head up out here, every year is our year

Yeah, Sosa

I mean, kinda fucked up

Niggas ain't fuckin' with me, man

You don't want me to come through and make the scene very scary, baby

Free my nigga Juice

Free my nigga Top

Free all the guys, man

All my L's niggas

All my Wiiic City O'Block niggas, man

All my Frontstreet, Glory Boyz, man, ya know

OTF, bitch

All my Young Money niggas, man, all my 300 savages, man

Bang, bang, bang, bang bang

OTF, what it do

Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow