Get It In

The Jacka & Paul Wall & Masspike Miles - Rap, Pop Rap
Get It In
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[Intro] Look, the people you are after are the people you depend on They cook your meals, they haul your trash, we connect your calls, we drive your ambulances, we guard you while you sleep Do not fuck with us Inkredibles [Chorus: Masspike Miles] I live everyday like it's my last Hustlin' to get this cash I get it in, get it in Whatever it takes, I get it in We gonna push to the limit On the grind 'til the clock stops tickin' 'Cause I get it in, get it in Whatever it takes, I get it in [Verse 1: The Jacka] I just push and push, smokin' purple kush Every time you look, ridin' 'round with crooks Is you down with us? This that sound you love We just loungin', uh, we just stylin', bruh Hope you crowdin' us, though we sold dope I got thousands but don't see no hope In a P-world, nigga, it is no joke 'Bout to hit another bank and a store, loc You don't see the warning post in the store, bro? Can't let 'em catch a nigga, can't go home no more Gotta carry on, only the strong'll know What I'm really on, but it's time, the raw should know We out here thuggin' Wrong wit'cha, black? Why you out here strugglin'? Chrome on my lap, I ain't gotta say nothin' Just go on with the stack Never seen my face but my name is The Jack [Chorus: Masspike Miles] I live everyday like it's my last Hustlin' to get this cash I get it in, get it in Whatever it takes, I get it in We gonna push to the limit On the grind 'til the clock stops tickin' 'Cause I get it in, get it in Whatever it takes, I get it in [Verse 2: Paul Wall] We goin' hard for three days with no sleep In the streets, I can do this all week A lot of kush and syrup, my bottle be on steep So from sun up to sun down, I'm on the creep I won't stop 'til my casket is six feet But all the hatin' got me movin' 'round on the street I ain't goin' places as long as I'm on my feet But cross the line, make your mama and your wife beat Jealousy got 'em both out spreadin' lies Instead of hustlin' they plottin' on my demise All the while my mind is on cream pies I'm on the rise, my pockets bigger then Beyonce's thighs Damn, why they hatin' on a player, mayne? Fuck 'em all, I'm just tryna get that paper, mayne And I'ma get it any way that it come If you lookin' for me I'll be in the streets like a bum [Chorus: Masspike Miles] I live everyday like it's my last Hustlin' to get this cash I get it in, get it in Whatever it takes, I get it in We gonna push to the limit On the grind 'til the clock stops tickin' 'Cause I get it in, get it in Whatever it takes, I get it in [Verse 3: The Jacka] Here I come again with that thunder, mayne I'm gon' go to jail if they run my name So I'm outta there with that powder there Hear some gangsta been in custody and await appeal Come upstate, in Allah, my faith On the block with my nigs, up dumb-ass late Gettin' paper, shook the boys but I barely escape Eyes wide, not fly, but I'm barely awake Gettin' high and my memory's fadin' away But I remember all my niggas from back in the day For my nigga ridin' 'round foot, hop in the J Took a hit from the stick, we was lovin' it, boy 'Til this day I'm the shit and I'm lovin' it, boy This street shit mine, yeah, they lovin' the boy A couple suckers act like they don't know me no more But I never gave a fuck 'cause this shit ain't for you [Chorus: Masspike Miles] I live everyday like it's my last Hustlin' to get this cash I get it in, get it in Whatever it takes, I get it in We gonna push to the limit On the grind 'til the clock stops tickin' 'Cause I get it in, get it in Whatever it takes, I get it in
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Credits
- Writers
- The Jacka
- Paul Wall