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Steppin' up out the shadows I comes equipped to wreck
Hold up just a sec Coolio I'm on deck (Malika)
Yep the diction is on point
'Causin' friction when I flex up the jaw to hit the joint

That can actually give a blood mob like Gotti
Like the body cool keep the strap up by the naughties
Niggie trippin' why you beam us I don't step up with no bullshit
See that there it's clip for this stickup on the hip

Peep the correct way to get your pimp on
Let me hit the bong oh and my mind's quite strong
Wreck it nice and proper if it's on I'm finsta to stop her
If I'm swingin' for the knockout, best believe I'm fits to drop her

Ninety-five's on poppin', representin' I keep stompin'
Throw up my fists just like this when I'm mobbin'

I killed the last, killed the ass, with my ninety-five drive
I'm deep like Denzel with my Crimson Tide, nigga
Like Chaka Khan, I tell you something good
I'm Hi-see like Spike Lee within Tales From the Hood

You need it, I'll feed it, baby check the size
Have you Goin' Down like Mary J. Blige
When it's poppin' like this, you can't be a coward
Shorty freaks fuckin' beats like Adina Howard

My squad is hard, with players, and hustlers
No toleration, for fakers and busters
Fuckin' with me with all honesty
You get bombed rap songs comin constantly

Bumpin G-15's, Westside scene
Killin the competition, while making a fuckin' green
So ring, around the rosie, and mosey to the Rosie
And I want you to know G

We bust and cuss and kick up dust
Don't none of y'all niggaz want to f*ck with us
So what's the time? It's time to get real
Why you bust your rhyme? Cause I got skills
We bust and cuss and kick up dust
Don't none of y'all niggaz want to f*ck with us
So what's the time? It's time to get real
Why you bust your rhyme? Cause that's how I bail

Watch me, swallow this nickel and shit five pennies
I'm the loc'est of them all though the rat is kinda skinny
How many linny and squidgy think they can see me?
I'm from Compton where even in the summer niggaz wear beanies

Bustin' lyrics sharper than razor blades catch it from head to toe
if you're shocked, then amazed, when you see me at my stage show
For my stage show beat em up
40 Thevz gettin' busy rockin' coast to coast

Dogs the most rap the hoes then rocks em up
Givin' it up for hip-hop vicitims how should I drop em and then pop em
for poppin' like to get what I got, and I ain't got a whole lot of

'Cause I been ruffin' and scuffin' so give it up when I'm bustin' or get to duckin'
'Cause I ain't given em nothin'
Fools can't get none, so f*ck em!

Let me rock the motherfuckin mic
Smoke a whole stick of dynamite, then fight all night
I got jabs like a welterweight champion
The pocket-pincher purse-snatcher pistol-packin

quick to get it crackin'
Went from jackin' to rappin' to runnin' with a pack of mad men
Pull a trick out my sleeve like Aladdin
Some fool tried to play me for a punk I had to have him like

Lunch or dinner, he's just a beginner
Fuckin' with a winner, number one contender top dog
Head nigga in charge runnin' with a group of hogs
40 Thevz, MAAD Circle, Cat, and Crowbar

Best to put your daughter
Wack ass rappers get tossed up
Trying to come in here with that garbage
My crew see the dopest and the hardest

So clear the path or get your punk ass Bogart-ed


We bust and cuss and kick up dust
Don't none of y'all niggaz want to f*ck with us
So what's the time? It's time to get real
Why you bust your rhyme? Cause that's how I bail

I peep game and get recognized, buyin all the hard liquor
toothpick and beedy-dyin
Bitch you got dealt, peeled your cap the other way
like a reversible Louis-Vitton Gucci belt

And ain't nothin' crackin'
For them niggaz steppin' up with the funk I'm packin' Tinactin'
'Cause I be earnin' stripes in tight bunches
All the homies carry nines I carry rhymes in sucker punches

What? Tootsie, my knees don't bend
Just like that actor Hoffman I be Dustin off men often
Jaywalkin over your coffin with an eleven shot loss and
John wrecked that Austin won't soften you're lost and

see arson, to exterminate the flyest nigga like Orkin
Stalkin lofts men to New York and in between
so take caution, leave the flossin for dental hygiene
Mental plus my gene equals nasty young bastard

The raps be lung mastered takin' vinyl's virginity
Coincidentally I run shit like Walter Payton
Niggaz player hatin' cause I spoke like a Dayton
I kick the bass like Ron Carter at the Carter when

C and B came strollin'
Blowin' niggaz up like when Mookie's stupid ass got caught smokin'
Figure, your stigma is lack of enigma
So bitch-ass niggaz better step, like the Delta Sigma Thetas

We don't give a f*ck, fools better duck
39 deep in the back of Wino's truck
Like robbin' in the paint, fool think I ain't?
Your crew is on stank, that's why I'm pullin' rank

I rev like a motor float ON like a boat to
kick a style like Tical from here to North Dakota
The ambassador of funk with amps in the trunk
And when it's time to rock a mic I won't be no punk

I bring death to the evil and power to the people
My name ain't Steve Miller but I Fly Like an Eagle
Don't play me for a chump, I get around like Gump
And I, got more con in my verse than Chuck

And you don't want no motherfuckin' problems here
'Cause I can round up a posse like Paul Revere
Your whole crew'll get took out, turned out, shook out
Burned up like a cookout, so fools better look out

Fresh out the penalty box
Sportin' a stockin' cap, cut off dickies, and some high-top striped socks
The freestyle finatic pyschosomatic back at it causin' static
With lyrics still as tight as a straight jacket

The last in line but one of the first to get wit cha
Bringin' more terror to MC's than a Michigan militia
Click click boom, nigga f*ck your crew
It's the chanky hip-hopper, takin' over pissin' in your stage monitor

socket you think that you can f*ck with mine in your wildest dreams
You best to wake up and apologize
Niggaz penitentiary yearn me 'cause I, burn like Parker
but anyway, half of y'all couldn't see me with a pair of Blu Blockers

The lyrical night stalker stalkin' at night in a pair of creased Khakis
Chuck Taylors, my pistol grip tight
Dub-see, that nigga from Westside MAAD Circle
Ay man! Ay ay.

What's up Wino?
Uh like loc, it's like late, let's get the f*ck up out of here
Are we out?
Yeah yeah f*ck it
F*ck it, MAAD Circle bitch!

Who Wrote Get Up Get Down By Coolio?

Artis L., Jr. Ivey, William Calhoun, Herbie Hancock, Bennie Maupin, Harvey Jr. Mason, Paul Jackson, Brian Dobbs, Malika Bradford, Letice Petty, Maleek Straughter, Henry Straughter, John Austin

What's The Duration Of The Get Up Get Down By Coolio?

The duration of Get Up Get Down is 5:31 minutes and seconds.

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