Sit Up Get Lit Up

Intro (talking)<br>Sit up get lit up<br>Sit up get lit up<br>Sit up<br><br>[Verse 1]<br>Sit up get lit up like a candle, here comes the vandal<br>Straight from the Chi, kickin my scandal<br>The dirt I handle, no need to lie<br>If its on well den its on, I ain`t no punk<br>I`m feelin stoned get in the zone and pop da trunk<br>What bout yo homies them niggas phoney<br>So fuck em all, and they don`t kno me they try to hold me<br>Dont make me fall if I do well den its on<br>Niggas up dat gat put it on yo dome, dem bullets roam yo shit is gone<br>I`ma trigga happy nigga wit a bullet<br>The price to loose dat ass hope you can pullit<br>Wit my nigga L-I-L C wit tha crew da S-N-Y-P-A-da Z<br>I thought you knew, cause up in Chi beat boys die<br>This ain`t New York I`m sick of niggas sellin out<br>Like its a Sports Day Grill das what they say<br>But still flipp-in like flap jacks<br>Thas why I`m down fo the set trip<br><br>[Chorus]<br>Sit up and get lit up like a candle you betta back up<br>See its a westside scandel so nigga scrap up<br>Sit up and get lit up like a candle its Chilla<br>And Filla wit dat shit that you can hand<br><br>[Verse 2]<br>These niggas claimin they got juice where da deuce be<br>I`ma killa when I got that trigga<br>Introduce my self get the boots my self Lil Chilla (Snypa nigga)<br>I`ma take his cash and scans ho ass before I start blastin `em<br>Trippin while I`m gaffin `em, get up you know whas happenin<br>Get my props from poppin at cops and urkin fools that bigga<br>I got my scraps from doin jack, and respect from checkin niggas<br>Sed he caught yo bitch up suckin dick<br>wanna chill wit the nigga she fuckin wit<br>But see umm, plenty a buck dat vic, and buck dat bitch fo the fuck of it<br>Checkit I`ma up that Nina and aim it at this nigga head<br>Squeeze that itchy trigga finga sting em (leave dat nigga fo dead)<br>den I`m outie get up wit my homie love niggas (love black)<br>Playin Mortal Kombat smokin on a dub sac<br>Livin at the crib but the spot is steady boomin<br>Teck blast too many bitches off they feets (Oh thas why they be boomin?)<br>Call me rough or call me tough or call me the Chi-Town cap peela<br>Call me up never call my bluff call me Lil Chilla da killa nigga<br><br>[Chorus]<br>Sit up and get lit up like a candle you betta back up<br>See its a westside scandel so nigga scrap up<br>Sit up and get lit up like a candle its Chilla<br>And Filla wit dat shit that you can handle<br><br>[Verse 3]<br>Straight from the Chi, no need to lie<br>Cuz in a heartbeat yo life get snatched away<br>just like a thief caught at a robbery<br>Homies on the corner pourin blu out to they soul<br>You need a long start just to get one drop of it bro<br>Shoulda been thinkin `bout the consequences if that nigga scrowl<br>Cuz they didnt break the mold when they sold you the gown<br>now you gotta pay the price from jeans to some ice<br>Boom boom to ya chest no bets thas yo life nigga<br>But niggas I kno don`t trip or love fo another foe dat duck don`t fly<br>Bodies bouncin like a ball to the concrete<br>where they meet they motherfuckin maker<br>War ain`t nothin but a word if ya wanna go I`ll take ya<br>Should I make ya mo comfortable while you in hell<br>Gank the chain off whats left of yo neck cause it might melt you don`t need it<br>Pickin the papers out yo pocket while you bleed<br>Aint no misleadin, no picture obituaries is what they readin<br><br>[Chorus]<br>Sit up and get lit up like a candle you betta back up<br>See its a westside scandel so nigga scrap up<br>Sit up and get lit up like a candle its Chilla<br>And Filla wit dat shit that you can handle nigga<br><br>[Verse 4]<br>My life is straight fucked up, my mind is stuck on psychotic shit<br>Maybe thas that feelin when I`m trippin off dem chronic splits<br>And Kickin it wit snypaz they kno when it time to wreck dat shit<br>Just got the bubbles on so now we on some high tech shit<br>I gotta lick up trigga finga caught the hiccups bicka<br>But can get that shit up quicka lay down its a stick up nigga<br>I told my homie to start the car up as I load the (Who you runnin wit nigga?) clip<br>I`m runnin wit a mob of killa niggas thas straight known to trip<br>They call em Snypaz, roughest niggas that you eva herd of<br>Why come back fo da cops cause its bout to be a murdah<br>Up that thang want straight stuck up I`m straight pop they ass<br>Bust blast bang boom buck bick up fo them cops that pass<br>I`ma bust his bubble watch him crumble like a cracka<br>Everyday I`m strapped up, livin like a jacka<br>still a nigga from da hood still a `caine slanga<br>Still a sweet vic killa and Chilla still a gang banga<br>If I up that thang to ya face would you say<br>cold panic from this trigga you was talkin all loud<br>Runnin off at the mouth now where you want franic nigga<br>I got ya tremblin` goofy give that shit up silly bitch<br>You besta duck cause if you sit up you gets lit up nigga<br><br>[Chorus]<br>Sit up and get lit up like a candle you betta back up<br>See its a westside scandel so nigga scrap up<br>Sit up and get lit up like a candle its Chilla<br>And Filla wit dat shit that you can handle (handle nigga)<br><br>(talking)<br>Sit up and get lit up<br>From the Monroe block<br>One time wit tha glock<br>2 F-I-double L-A my nigg C-H-I-double L-A