I your 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 when the gat is tucked, I'm fat as bastard, I'm takin' it back to day one No kids, but me I know how to raise a gun For niggaz that I spend my days in the sun Well, here's the of your life, the glock not the mic Homey I'm not into hype, trust me, I'm street
You still fuckin' up then trust me I still I know the platinum chain be lookin' real sweet But reach and I bury niggaz sixty feet S dot Carter turn rappers martyrs Seperate fathers from daughters, why bother I'm a like you, I took like you I the law threw out the book like you How dare you at jigga like I'm shook 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 niggaz is to do but I don't like it Yeah, straight shit Hey, uh huh uh uhh shit Uhh, gangster nigga Roc
Yo, summer's 'bout to get hot Niggaz home from jail and plottin' about the watch, the Bentley hard-top The continental T, got 'em me God I work hard, don't envy me I paid the to be the boss to floss this hard I can recall a year ago, I lost this job All remember is the part about me parkin' the hog What about all days I was walkin' my dogs?
Barkin at broads, but they never back And if they did all they was, "Where dem dollaz at?" Imagine, bein' skinny up around broader cats The quiet assassin' demeanor of them cats Until I got a gat and loudly start poppin' Round the way, niggaz called me Bobby Now all I hear is of what you gon' do to Jay How y'all gon' me up, take my jewels away Pull out your gat, car jack me my cruise away Well, I got news for fools today, hey
I got, shots to come and get me nigga Y'all wanna rob the 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 shots to give, and get me and get me
I made it so, you say Marcy and it was all good I ain't crossover, I brought the suburbs to the 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 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 first I gotta cock back and pull the trigger how Jigga work The funny thing, I represent everytime I spit a verse And that's the shit that But hey, I got my mind right, got my nine right So when y'all feel that the time is
I got, shots to come and get me nigga Y'all wanna rob the 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 shots to give, 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 like the corner, with me if you wanna My change but my mindframe remains the same I gotta protect mine I started from nothin', zero, zip I made my way hustlin', I don't owe shit I'm paranoid now, so I keep the gun
Cats I played skelly with? done flipped I keep a in the ankle, one in the hip Two in the stash, one come up I shift I keep one under the where I sit I got a gun in the hair in the bun of my bitch Ask Big, everytime he'd come to my He'd find gun that I hid I'm to make this one of the, hottest summer there is like a hundred-and-six, shit
I got to give, 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 worked hard for this, and get me nigga I got shots to give, and get me and get me
I got shots to give, come and get me Y'all wanna rob the Come 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 I got, and get me
Motherfuckers!