I remove roof nigga let the sun shine in Thirty-eight waist, to put one nine in a thirty-six without the gun I'm thin But the gat is tucked, I'm fat as fuck Ignorant bastard, I'm it back to day one No kids, but me I know how to raise a gun For that think I spend my days in the sun Well, the shock of your life, the glock not the mic Homey I'm not into hype, trust me, I'm still
You still fuckin' up trust me I still creep I know the platinum chain be lookin' real sweet But and I bury niggaz sixty feet deep S dot Carter turn rappers into Seperate fathers from they daughters, why I'm a crook like you, I like you I disobeyed the law threw out the like you How you look at jigga like I'm shook like boo I keep the fifth with me nigga, and get me
and get me Ka ka ka ka ka ka ka and get me! Ka ka ka come and get me and get me! Ka ka ka Ka ka ka ka Come and get me, and get me
Don't know what y'all is to do but I don't like it Yeah, gangster shit Hey, uh huh uh uhh gangster Uhh, straight nigga Roc
Yo, your 'bout to get hot Niggaz from jail and they plottin' about 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 almost this job All y'all remember is the about me parkin' the hog What about all them days I was my dogs?
Barkin at broads, but they never hollered And if they did all they was, "Where dem dollaz at?" Imagine, bein' skinny growin' up broader cats The quiet assassin' demeanor of them college I got a gat and loudly start poppin' back Round the way, niggaz me Bobby Bouchete Now all I hear is whispers of you gon' do to Jay How y'all gon' stick me up, take my away Pull out your gat, car jack me take my 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 hard for this, come and get me nigga I got to give, come and get me and get me
I it so, you could say Marcy and it was all good I crossover, I brought the suburbs to the hood Made 'em to your struggle, told 'em 'bout your hustle on MTV with do-rags, I made them love you You normally them people wouldn't be fuckin' witchu Til I made 'em understand why you do you do I expected to hear, "Jay, if it for you" But instead, all I hear is buzzin' in crew
How scheamin', tryin' to get accustomed to my moves So y'all could tape my mouth, out my house But I got pride, I'm a first I gotta cock back and pull the trigger That's how Jigga The funny thing, I represent y'all everytime I spit a And that's the shit that But hey, I got my mind right, got my nine right So when y'all that the time is right
I got, shots to give and get me nigga Y'all rob the kid? Come and get me nigga I won't part with this, come and get me I worked 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 that I warn ya, my new hustle I'm treatin' it the corner, fuck with me if you wanna My game 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 now, so I keep the gun gripped
Cats I played skelly with? Niggaz flipped I keep a 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 got a gun in the hair in the bun of my bitch Ask Big, everytime he'd to my crib He'd another gun that I hid I'm ready to make one of the, hottest summer there is Everyday a hundred-and-six, shit
I got to give, come and get me nigga Y'all wanna rob the kid? and get me nigga I won't part this, come and get me nigga I worked hard for this, and get me nigga I got shots to give, and get me and get me
I got shots to give, and get me nigga Y'all rob the kid? Come and get me nigga I won't part with this, and get me nigga I worked hard for this, come and get me I got to give, come and get me I got, and get me
Motherfuckers!