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(Verse)
is a warning I advise you all to stay alert
Yo Reals grab the nine cause it's time to go to
Ask Dee, rest the rhythm, I hit 'me, then I split 'em
Besta that's the way you should've did him
Backing niggaz down with the heat, feel the
Ripping through your flesh, can you the pain
I don't give a fuck, I did, I never will
A little Crooklyn knight nigga the skill to kill
Which to the point I will extend the pound
Nobody makes a move, nobody makes a
mad wreck, raise hell with my crew
Chilling in the as I sip on a brew
Drugs no frills cause the is the master
An individual who blows up because I to
Bust mad shots, it's time for me to
Whoever like it we can take it to the grave

(Chorus 4x)
SON GET
SON GET
SON GET
It's for you to represent

(Verse)
I'm a grave nigga that can hold his own weight
They tried to flex on the five now they is at fate
They didn't I had enough heart to set off the spark
I'm a shorty getting naughty I'll after dark
My are bloodshot red
All the hell I feel has set the stage in my
And not your rule in state, the war as begun
I'm about just blow, so pass the hand
It's time to let you my freaks do deeds, though
Plus they will, three through your grill
The you will feel, rippin', wrecking, causing mad drama
You like you want it, now you crippled like your momma

(Chorus 4x)
SON GET
SON GET
SON GET
It's time for you to

(Verse)
your wind and prepare to meet your maker
Fucking with the five, I'm like the average night
in the street, in the borough known as Brooklyn
Where niggaz lose they life and they get shit tooken
Guilters run it all, don't try to riff
Shoved down his was the nickel-plated 5th
Shoot out his brains, left on the dinner table
Went home, got the to watch a little cable
Just lay your back, and think the things that I do
Throw on my timberlands, grabbed my eye brew
my man Due, told me to met him at the spot
Cause is getting hot, too many bodies in the lot
Just the day they raped a girl in the exit
Put her in the dorm, now she three pregnant
Damn it's so in the heart of buck town
He'd better think he dare to fuck around

(Chorus 4x)
SON GET
SON GET
SON GET
time for you to represent