Get Down
(专辑: Crook By Da Book: The Fed Story - 2006)
[Juicy J] Yessir North North! Yeah Project Pat 'bout to hip you niggaz to some real shit... how he used to do it back in the
day... that mask and that muhfucking pistol... what that nigga went to jail fo' on some real real shit [Chorus] I
was wild wit' that pis-tol in the
streets Tryna make a
killing off of coke and weed You know how we get, down, you know how we get, down You know how we get, down, you know how we get, down I
was wild wit' that pis-tol in the
streets Tryna make a
killing off of coke and weed You know how we get, down, you know how we get, down You know how we get, down, you know how we get, down [Verse 1] They knew them K's, was blazing, they knew they couldn't, phaze him Roll through not to, get chasing, look for prey, to slay 'em That's what we out, here doing, Hardy boy heads, we bruising Resist and you'll, be losing, murder was the, conclusion Flossing and flauging wit' flags, Hit you wit' autos and mags Run up on this here, you'll crash, and we ain't wearing no mask Strange to us, an al-i-en, warring like it's ray-le-on You, got reputa-ti-on, dog you needs to pay me some Cars, it ain't no saving 'em, broads, we out here playing 'em Un-til that, we go to jail, then we wanna stay wit' 'em Kept, the
hydro fired up, coca kept us wired up If you is a
shaky guy, you don't wanna ride wit' us [Chorus] [Verse 2] I
had cheeeese, dope, and a
whole bunch of broads Hydro weeeed, smoke, and pistola in my draws Niggaz doooo choke, scared of me, like the
laws 'Cause that guaaage I
tote, blow they back, through the
walls Well they never ever caught me, catch a
bar-tee You could die, rather short-ly, murder par-tee Drank-ing, on a
fo'-ty, wanna cross, me Shot the
boy, in his face, now his brother want, me And my boys took it out of town, oh it's a
collision No-thing to a
gang-sta, that ain't no decision Seen 'em dipping wit' them wank-stas, leaving the
club Guerilla piss, in my sys-tem, a
dan-gerous drug My nigga C, he was driv-ing, they pulled on the
e-way Balling up behind them, I
let, loose the
S-K Through the
wind-shield, rip steel, cut they heads off On expressway, seen a
exit then we sped off [Chorus] [music to fade]