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Some cats like to, you know
Profile and
And then the go down, all at once they like

get me
get me
Don't me

You're out on the block hustling at the
Got, is how you get Got
At the gamblin' spot and hand is mad hot
Got, is how you get Got
Out in Brooklyn late night flashing all of your
Got, is how you get Got
Some girl from pink house said, "I you alot"
Got, is how you get Got

This one goes to all them Big cats
With ice on limbs and big rims on they Ac
You rollin' 'round town with your system
And windows cracked low to profile and front
Now I like to have nice things like you
But I'm from Brooklyn, certain you just don't do
Like high postin' when you far home
Or high postin' when you all alone
Now this seem to be clear common sense
But cats be livin' off, sheer

Like "Fuck that, picture them me run that"
But acting invincible, ain't sensible
It's ninety-now, and there's certain individuals
Swear they hard and get robbed on principle
5 star general, flashin' all your
You takin' a ride on the medical, like
Colorful sparks, yellow and
A full on and it's happening to you
Wit' you can do but bust back and cop a plea
But of them and one of you, that equal Got to me

get me
get me
Don't me

Come on ya'll now, be real
Some jokers got a rough time keepin' it
I wonder what it mean, it's self-esteem
They fiending to be seen, get hymned like
Cats think it happen until the gats start clappin'
They comin' down the wire spittin' fire a dragon
'Cause while the goods glisten, eyes take position
To observe trick, and then catch that ass slippin'

Like, on now ock, what you expect?
Got a month's paycheck off your neck
And you Cristal sippin', they rubbin' up they mittens
With heat in mint condition to start the
They clique starts creepin' like Sandanista
You screamin' playa haters, these niggas is killers
Mr. Fash-ion, that style never last
The harder you flash, harder you get on

There's hunger in the street is hard to defeat
Many for sport, more steal to eat
Cats at the weigh-in, and they playin' for keeps
Don't sleep, they'll roll up in your passengers
There is universal law, rich or poor
say life's a game, to more, life is war
So put them to the side and get off them head-trips
'Fore some cats pull out them heaters and make you

get me
get me
Don't me