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

get me
get me
Don't me

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

This one goes to all them Big cats
With ice on they and big rims on they Ac
You rollin' 'round town with your system
And your cracked low to profile and front
Now I like to nice things just like you
But I'm from Brooklyn, certain shit you just do
Like high postin' you far from home
Or high postin' when you all alone
Now this seem to be clear common sense
But cats be livin' off, confidence

Like "Fuck that, picture tellin' me run that"
But acting invincible, just sensible
nineteen ninety-now, and there's certain individuals
Swear they rollin' and get robbed on principle
5 star general, flashin' all revenue
You takin' a ride on the medical, like
Colorful sparks, and blue
A full on attack and it's to you
Wit' nothing you can do but bust 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 now, let's be real
jokers got a rough time keepin' it concealed
I wonder what it mean, it's self-esteem
They fiending to be seen, get hymned like
Cats think it can't happen until the gats clappin'
They comin' down the wire fire like a dragon
while the goods glisten, certain eyes take position
To observe your trick, and then that ass slippin'

Like, come on now ock, you expect?
Got a paycheck danglin' off your neck
And you Cristal sippin', they rubbin' up they mittens
With heat in mint to start the getti-gettin'
They clique starts like Sandanista guerrillas
You screamin' haters, these niggas is playa killers
Mr. Fash-ion, that style never long
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 heavy at the weigh-in, and they playin' for
sleep, they'll roll up in your passengers seat
There is universal law, rich or poor
Some say a game, to more, life is war
So put them egos to the side and get off head-trips
'Fore some cats out them heaters and make you head-less

get me
get me
Don't me