I remove your nigga let the sun shine in Thirty-eight waist, enough to put one in Really a thirty-six without the gun I'm But the gat is tucked, I'm fat as fuck Ignorant bastard, I'm takin' it to day one No kids, but trust me I know how to a gun For that think I spend my days in the sun Well, here's the shock of life, the glock not the mic Homey I'm not into hype, trust me, I'm street
You still up then trust me I still creep I know the platinum chain be lookin' real sweet But reach and I bury niggaz sixty feet S dot Carter rappers into martyrs fathers from they daughters, why bother I'm a crook like you, I took you I disobeyed the law threw out the like you How dare you look at jigga like I'm like boo I keep the with me nigga, come and get me
and get me Ka ka ka ka ka ka ka Come and get me! Ka ka ka and get me and get me! Ka ka ka Ka ka ka ka and get me, come and get me
Don't know what y'all is to do but I don't like it Yeah, straight shit Hey, uh huh uh uhh gangster Uhh, gangster nigga Roc
Yo, summer's 'bout to get hot home from jail and they plottin' Heard the watch, the Bentley hard-top The T, got 'em resentin' me God I work hard, please don't me I the cost to be the boss to floss this hard I can recall a year ago, I lost this job All y'all is the part about me parkin' the hog What about all days I was walkin' my dogs?
Barkin at broads, but they never hollered And if they did all they said was, "Where dem at?" Imagine, bein' skinny growin' up broader cats The quiet demeanor of them college cats Until I got a gat and start poppin' back the way, niggaz called me Bobby Bouchete Now all I hear is whispers of what you do to Jay How gon' stick me up, take my jewels away Pull out your gat, car jack me my cruise away Well, I got news for y'all today, hey
I got, to give come and get me nigga Y'all rob the kid? Come and get me nigga I won't with this, come and get me nigga I worked hard for this, come and get me I got to give, come and get me and get me
I made it so, you could say and it was all good I ain't crossover, I the suburbs to the hood Made 'em relate to your struggle, told 'em your hustle Went on MTV with do-rags, I them love you You know normally people wouldn't be fuckin' witchu Til I 'em understand why you do what you do I to hear, "Jay, if it wasn't for you" But instead, all I hear is buzzin' in crew
How scheamin', tryin' to get accustomed to my moves So y'all could my mouth, stake out my house But I got pride, I'm a nigga I gotta cock and pull the trigger first That's how work The funny thing, I y'all everytime I spit a verse And the shit that hurts But hey, I got my mind right, got my nine right So when y'all feel the time is right
I got, shots to come and get me nigga wanna rob the kid? Come and get me nigga I won't with this, come and get me nigga I hard for this, come and get me nigga I got to give, come and get me and get me
Aiy yo yo, aiy yo yo It's only fair I warn ya, rap's my new hustle I'm treatin' it like the corner, fuck me if you wanna My change but my mindframe remains the same I gotta what's mine Shit I from nothin', zero, zip I made my way hustlin', I don't owe shit I'm paranoid now, so I the gun gripped
Cats I played skelly with? Niggaz done I a banger in the ankle, one in the hip Two in the stash, one up when I shift I keep one the chair where I sit I even got a gun in the hair in the bun of my Ask Big, everytime he'd to my crib He'd find gun that I hid I'm ready to make one of the, hottest summer there is like a hundred-and-six, shit
I got shots to give, and get me nigga Y'all wanna rob the kid? Come and get me I won't with this, come and get me nigga I worked for this, come and get me nigga I got to give, come and get me and get me
I got shots to give, and get me nigga Y'all wanna rob the kid? Come and get me I won't with this, come and get me nigga I worked hard for this, come and get me I got shots to give, and get me I got, and get me
Motherfuckers!