Get Down

Lyrics

[Chorus: Beanie Sigel samples & Memphis Bleek samples] Scratching: Get down Scratching: Get down Scratching: Get down Scratching: Get down This Philly cat back With them black 'matics Pop up with the gun in ya crib For the fun of it Scratching: Get down Two guns, you know Desert eagle, streetsweepers It, it's in the blood! Mac Aim [Verse 1: Beanie Sigel] I'll smack you in the grill all you'll feel is the 45 hard 45 yards of football stitches, look ya'll bitches...(Black) Bullets in and out the same spot Turn you so skinny you, get in and out a raindrop Skinny like a smoker in and out of cain spots Hook, drop, dry coke in and out the same pot Mac with the block could hustle at any cause Ran through bricks like Nipsey Russel and Lady Ross Tricky hustle, quick to bust you 380 toss You can't escape hell, 357 with 8 shells 38 long six shots Get ya shit stopped, get ya clique got Get ya strip hot, you could get SWAT You could get cops, they can get ya shit mopped Hit ya block with two semis and say gimme Lay everybody down on the ground and take plenty This four pound make you lose pounds and get skinny [Chorus: Beanie Sigel samples & Memphis Bleek samples] Scratching: Get down This Philly cat back With them black 'matics Pop up with the gun in ya crib For the fun of it Scratching: Get down Two guns, you know Desert eagle, streetsweepers It, it's in the blood! Mac Aim [Verse 2: Beanie Sigel] This Philly cat back on a mission, out the kitchen Back at it, playing with black 'matics One Mac eleven, one seven A line up, four tuck tears with one reverend Leave three vests and tears from one widow 50 cars back to back with stickered windows Hollow points clap from Mac sittin' em in you Nurses gotta cut ya back getting em out you Disable niggas get staples and shit pouch you Shift over ya liver enable to reroute you Give you niggas tubes and cables to spit out through You know the rules of engagement I gotta out you (shit)...how you want it dog? We can gun it out Spit it out, have ya fucking stomach sitting out Dig this when the shits on, get gone I'm rated PG, pro-gun, leave your kids home [Chorus: Beanie Sigel samples & Memphis Bleek samples] Scratching: Get down This Philly cat back With them black 'matics Pop up with the gun in ya crib For the fun of it Scratching: Get down Two guns, you know Desert eagle, streetsweepers It, it's in the blood! Mac Aim [Verse 3: Beanie Sigel] You know Sigel play with them Eagles, niggas don't get tagged Throw bullets out them dirty birds like McNabb Bunch of niggas where ya corners at Get a rock, take a quarter back, bring a half back you do the math black Ain't no warnin' black, when Im wearin' black...mask Over the braids two nines like Warren Sapp Bring prosperity back to the hood like Bump J Turn ya block to slump day, who want gunplay? All you niggas pennies add up to one thing....my dollars Hollows holla, first class trip to satan with flyer mileage Guess who the pilot?..DOA Airlines, dead on arrival Flatline you, no survivors they can't find you Like Kennedy Jr. you kidding me Jr You way out ya league Slow up pump ya brakes shorty, I'm ya way out ya speed [Chorus: Beanie Sigel samples] Scratching: Get down You niggas know me B, B Mack Sig, Sig, Sigel was the name that they gave me I'm a beast Motherfuckers Scratching: Get down Scratching: Get down Scratching: Get down Scratching: Get down Scratching: Get down Scratching: Get down Scratching: Get down Scratching: Get down Scratching: Get down Scratching: Get down Scratching: Get down