Get It Get It

Lyrics

Been had the gift of gab, lived in the sickest pad Slept with mice and roaches, woke up pissed up slab School of hard knocks, I on the vicious Ave Jim chase Mark Chan, we beat a bitches ass Ask me who you loving, Cam you been bugging Must have lost your mind; you fought Lou Simms' cousin In St. Mark's, yeah big LE watch My nigga red squashed it, forget that topic 40th, down the block danger zone Up the ave, forty wolves, hope y'all niggas bring your chrome What you saying homes, cops they raiding homes Activator juice, yes they'll spray your dome From a tiny tube, developed grimey dude Stuck delivery, took all his Chinese food I'm so good but bad, I'm so kind but rude America's most wanted, should have signed to Cube Plus it's savage, cop car crash your door Furthermore heard the boy em at the sack amore Whore yes, overseas more sex 4 jets, Corvettes, and I ain't done a tour yet Cuz I'm moving bricks, yes they serve in fours Signing off Dipset boss, truly yours [Hook] We gon make it make it, we gon make it yall We don't make it make it, we gon take it yall We gon get it get it , money we gon get it get it We gon get it get it , money we gon get it get it We gon make it make it, we gon make it yall We don't make it make it, we gon take it yall We gon get it get it , we gon get it get it We gon get it get it , we gon get it get it [Verse 2] My cerebral stressed, Eagle let it rest Feel It In The Air yeah, Sigel said it best It's a legal mess, needles need to death Blame the government, until then I need to chef Turn right, lead left, street games scrams Call the cops ahk, like we need a ref You can't cheat at chess, I can see your chest No heart, cherish your oxygen, breath your breath He need a rest, how he gon be the best I guess a couple slugs he need to catch See the sketch, you Lassie The gun the Frisbee proceed to fetch Side up the hoopty, sprayed up the Sentra It be sixty years before I'm laid up in benter Sprayed up her denture, your girl Then I laid her placenta, blew haze in her rental Some days in December, some days I remember Call Sugar Ray want to play the contender Just say I got a temper And my temperature is off the thermometer Korean New Year to Hanukah I'm bombing ya Put you to sleep for good pajama ya Right your He-Man pajamas Wrap you up in your pac man sheets Killa [Hook]