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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

out on the block hustling at the spot
Got, is how you get Got
At the gamblin' and your 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 said, "I like you alot"
Got, is how you get Got

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

Like "Fuck that, picture tellin' me run that"
But acting invincible, ain't sensible
nineteen ninety-now, and there's certain individuals
Swear they hard and get robbed on principle
5 star general, flashin' all revenue
You takin' a on the Downstate medical, like
Colorful sparks, and blue
A full on attack and it's to you
Wit' nothing you can do but bust back and cop a
But five of them and one of you, that Got to me

get me
get me
Don't me

Come on now, let's be real
Some jokers got a rough time keepin' it
I wonder what it mean, it's probably
They fiending to be seen, get like Aberdeen
Cats think it can't happen until the gats start
They comin' the wire spittin' fire like a dragon
while the goods glisten, certain eyes take position
To your trick, and then catch that ass slippin'

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

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

get me
get me
Don't me