Artist: Gillie Da Kid Album: Get Down on the Ground 12" Song: Get Down on the Ground Typed by: muscleman112@optonline.net It's a stick up Everybody freeze Everybody down to the ground Well which is it young feller? You want I should freeze or get down on the ground? Get down on the ground Git-git-git down on the ground Get down on the ground Git-git-git down on the ground Get down on the ground Git-git-git down on the ground Dow-down git-git-git-git-git down on the ground! Ho! Git-git-git down on the ground, Yeah! Get down on the ground, Ho! Git-git-git down on the ground, Chyeah! Get down on the ground, Ho! Git-git-git down on the ground, Chyeah! Gillie I'm the king of Philly yes So nigga bow down and kiss the ring and show respect These hataz talkin shit but naw these hataz ain't a threat See everything I do you know I do it for a check You see I keep my cartier frames and my seven jeans saggin And my platinum chains and that black on black dragon Know tha kid stay laughin when the cops run up on me talking bout Get down on the ground, (What!?) git-git-git down on the ground! I said shorty slow your roll cause you drawlin Had to change my number three times you keep callin Way I move that work my niggaz call me U-Haulin Why you always broke your paper low see you stallin Every bitch and whip that I got it looks foreign Had they spend they cool five grand up at the mall and Hundred thousand dollaz on the Jones now that's flossin You spent forty thousand on a benz that's ballin? Nah! [Chorus] Up in the hood man you know what's good we make em Get down on the ground Git-git-git down on the ground These suckaz be talkin shit till I pull up on they strip and tell em Get down on the ground, Cha-Chyeah! Git-git-git down on the ground The cops run on my block gunz cocked and they yellin Get down on the ground Git-git-git down on the ground Up in tha club spend that dough if you drop it to the floor it make em Get down on the ground, Huh!? Git-git-git down on the ground Cha-Chyeah! Let these niggaz know the deal If you know the kid, then you that I am real And all the sudden I done came across a few haters Wanna see me locked up cause they seen the newspapers, Fuck em! You know I stay hustling and my team stay grindin So my niggaz they rubbin and the figures we shinin And you know I keep that pistol case as niggaz gotta problem, make em Get down on the ground, Huh!? Git-git-git down on the ground Cha-Chyeah! Homie is the figures we major I done copped the chrome 45 and got the laser When it come to bitches take em all different flavors How is that your wife if she keep givin me favors Yes I'm corporate thuggin you might catch me in the blazer Mixin up the yellow with that purple call it Lakers Diamonds so big they comparin them to glaciers Gillie I be higher than a fuckin sky scraper Yes! [Chorus] Gillie! If I don't know you I don't play much Married to the streets and no I'm not taking a pay cut Real deal Evander Holyfield see I ain't made up Got the baddest bitch her pocket book is Mark Jacobs, Yes! My pinky ring shinin and my seat reclinin in that Bentley right And you can barely see the time And then you know I keep that strap in case lil homie gotta problem make em Get down on the ground Git-git-git down on the ground You see Gillie tossin dollaz outa low low I'm the king of Philly and these little niggaz so so Swagger is ridiculous they wanna steal my mojo Walk up in the club they cuff there bitches like oh no See it's the king of Philly keep the club rockin Gillie's flow is heroin I keep your head noddin When the beef is on I'm everywhere see I ain't hidin You Tre off of +Boyz N the Hood+ you ain't ridin', Nah! [Chorus] See this is brought to ya by Figure 4 life entertainment nigga Where we all about dollaz If it don't make dollaz then it don't make cents And for that dolla we will make a nigga get down on the ground Ya hear me? Haha!