Get N Dere

Lyrics

[Intro] What's happening T .T? This is Naked Scrape, call him off for now Yeah [Verse 1: 24heavy] Turn my side bitch house into a trash spot Fuck around sir you in the driveway this bitch trapped out I can't leave the house without blicky Yeah, I smoke sticky Try to run think I might shoot your back like Ricky Know when you gone they gone miss you Wow you get your issue Heard they stay with smoke Fuckin with the other side they could die with you I ain't never worried about a bird brain bitch Fuck them bimbos Been stepping on shit so long I have an old blood on my timbos Hunt around drawn with the kit Try rolling with niggas Told my hoe friends when they come ovеr put up they phone Can't take no pics Niggas wasting thеy time making all these songs About how these niggas ain't making no dishes First nigga say my name in the song Play you get wet up Looking in all my mirrors can't go for that setup Conference call with Dutch and Ruh They say we ain't letting up Welcome y'all to third world Fat bitch want diamonds and pearls Fuck around make me get in my mode But these niggas be tucking they tail Getting up, getting up, getting up I will not come in your club without my fire I know how to fit in now Quiet, you in the presence of me now If a nigga hangin' my thighs, move [Verse 2: Cash Talk] Hell told me kill'em, I got'em I got'em for angels, I might as well burn in it Got a white body, cut a plain virgin Kinda look basic and it turn different Fuck nigga talkin''bout smoke I turn him a crib, my hood on big worm in it Fuck nigga think it's a joke A nigga be dead, go give him a sermon From the trenches, I ran up a sack I invested my check in the truck You all pushin' my car as a cat Now no one from my war out to camp Pimpin' J .I. fly when I land And don't spread out on block what you sayin' Got that fire on my side, I can't damage Yellow smoke when I see you rain Fuck a deal I got mine at the bowl Hit a lick and I come through with loads I been real since I came in the door Kept it solid and I never told On the mall we don't trip out these hoes Fuck these bitches I'll pass on the wall Please don't ask me I'm packing for shows Try the mob and get killed at the show Blow a bag, get it back We never hide, we never lack The fuck I look like put my gun in the bag Keep my shit in reach I'll blow off your head My man just did fifteen in the fed Tell them lil niggas to get out the streets We know that you scared