Get It Easy
(专辑: The Weeklys, Vol. 1 - 2019)
The
Weeklys, we back What's hatning Dizz? (My brother Dizz made this) The
Weeklys, yeah shout out my dude Diabetic Big Eddie Green, ya'mean? We back (You hearin') With two o' six [?] (What's hatnin?) It's the
Weeklys, mind oracle Ghost music one, evil bike rider yo (Let's get to it) Yeah, I
got a
couple of bad bitches in Calabasas Think it's a
glass of molasses and clapping asses Making advances, dancing like that's a
classic Pussy looking for dictators, that ass a
fascist Hit it 'til her back tired, she popping a
wheelie They know me in New York, nigga popping in Philly Some try not to give me my props, I'm not knocking 'em silly I'm the
goat in wolf's clothing, you rocking with Billy Don't try to play me out my millies, I'm not a
Vanilli Niggas stepping to me wrong, I'ma popping some Achilles I
fuck with sexy nerds, I
don't fuck with ghetto birds Not even police helicopters on top of my city (Yo!) Get it easy, get it easy Let's get the
money Make it easy, make it easy Let's make the
money Get it easy, get it easy Let's get the
money Make it easy, make it easy Let's make the
money I
got a
couple of bad bitches, they live in Compton Kinda chicks that get bags with'cha, I
hit 'em often We about getting mad riches, we into bossing 63 with the
rag missing, we into flossing .44 with the
mag clipping, we into caution Might blast 'cause ass kicking, that shit exhausting Pull it out and they ass kissing, you niggas lost in the
sauce Leave your swag dripping right in a
coffin And still I
don't know why we just can't get along Pray for the
day I
can come out without my pistol on Riding up Crenshaw Boulevard, got my system on Sitting on factory rims, jamming like this my song Energy vibrating higher when I
am in my zone Consciously living the
moment for all my niggas gone Spirit atoned, sit on my thrown, getting my own, switching my tone But sinners are gon' sin, so I'm still feeling on silicon Like, "Jerome's in the
house," bitch. I'm on I'm in the
ha-ah-house, the
pimp is home I'm like a
2Pac poem, yeah, that's the
tip I'm on The
rows that grew from the
concrete, the
realest known Get it easy, get it easy Let's get the
money Make it easy, make it easy Let's make the
money Get it easy, get it easy Let's get the
money Make it easy, make it easy Let's make the
money Yeah (Yeah) The
Weeklys, you already know Family Business in this motherfucka (What up? You know I
mean? Yeah) Yo, R-I-P to my homeboy Nate Dogg, you know I'm sayin? I
miss you Nate, I
miss all them times we used to sit at [?] Drinking a
motherfucking fifth of Hennessy, you know? Rest in Peace (Yeah) (The Weeklys) Yo, smell smoke, what's that I
smell? Oh, we been doing this Where the
smoke at? (Hahaha) (It ain't even smoke no more) Bark at your dog, ay, Aktive let's get the
fuck outta here