10, 9, 8 lyrics

[Intro]
Mayweather
Dealin' with, DJ Whoo Kid
Lifestyle, flash
I see all of these, you know, these weak cats on here archin' they eyebrows
Next time I catch a n*gga, [?] they eyebrows arched I’ma slap the sh*t out of them

[Verse: Eminem]
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
Ready or not here we come, here comes trouble in the club
Eleven, twеlve, thirteen, pistols big as M-16s
How the f*ck we snеak in with this many heaters in our jeans?
Nina, two ninas, a piece, they don't even see us
Some sh*t pops off we squeeze each one
They're gonna think it's machine guns
Vandals-vo-vandals, bananas and old flannels
Hands around our Colt handles, hold them like Roman candles
So ban us, go ban us, banana-fanna-fo-fannas
Who come back all bananas, banana clips loaded
Managers, bouncers, and the club owners
The motherf*ckers don't want us to come up, bum rush in the club
And run up in it with a bunch of motherf*ckers from Runyon
Steady popping them onions
Ready, set to go nut up, prepare to tear the whole club up
Fixing to get into some sh*t, just itching to choke someone up
You know we finna loc'n when we mix coke with coconut rum up
So, yeah, yeah, ho, what up? See my people posted up
See you talk that ho sh*t now, when you're down you won't get up
And can't sit up you're so slit up, the ambulance won't sew you up
They just throw you up in the trunk once they tag your big toe up
Heater-no-heater, automatic-no-matic
Mag or no mag, it don't matter if I have or don't have it
You never know when I'm packing so you just don't want no static
And open up a whole can of whoop ass
You don't wanna chance to risk it, no biscuit
Milli mac or mac milli
Will he, won't he, don't be silly, homie you don't know me really
You're just gonna make yourself dizzy wonderin' what the dilly
f*ck it, let's just get busy D-Twizzy's back in the hizzy!
[Chorus: Eminem]
Git up now! Let's get it cracking, yeah, it's on and poppin'
b*tch, D12 is back in this b*tch, ugh! There ain't no stoppin'
We're gonna get it crackalating, what you waiting for?
The wait is over, say no more
Quit tryna play the wall and quit hatin'
Git up now! Y'all are still sitting? What the f*ck, are you deaf?
You motherf*ckers don't listen I said
We 'bout to get this motherf*cker crackalatin'
Quit procrastinatin'
What the f*ck you waiting for? Get off the wall and quit hatin', b*tch
Git up now!