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Songs | Albums | Album Arts
| Song: | Get It Right |
| Album: | Tha G-Code | Genres: | |
| Year: | 1999 |
Length: | 234 sec |
Lyrics:
You think this shit happened for me over the night? This is my life Everybody know I be on a flight To get it right, and keep it right, and stay strong Nigga thought it wouldn't happen to 'em, but all of 'em dead wrong Singin' the same song, sayin', 'Juvy ain't shit!' With a project nigga out here tellin' people he rich When the truth is, they wishin' they was in my shoes I pay dues, with them pistols I made moves And I'm seein' all these pussy-ass niggas tryin' to be hard Why ya fuckin' with mines? I ain't fuckin' with y'all The people runnin' your organization workin' for me, uh-huh You didn't know that, now you call for the plea Boy, think of all the places you could possibly be Than chokin' these bullets up that's comin' from me With my T-shirt and Ree's on 'Cause only God knows what these niggas be's on, (what?) Look, niggas better get it right and keep it right 'Cause them Uptown Hot Boy$ are on the street at night So, I hope you got your soldiers and your 'Bauds on 'Cause we about to strap up and know your clothes off Whoa You better get it right and keep it right 'Cause them Uptown Hot Boy$ are on the street at night So, I hope you got your soldiers and your 'Bauds on 'Cause we about to strap up and knock your clothes off Listen, listen, listen Zip it! Cock, then act a fool and make 'em get back it (what?) Chrome mack deeply (what?) Automatic spit back (what?) I'm a Hot Boy, nigga, follow me Do or die, survive with me (huh) Blow a pound of that broccoli (huh) Hit a block and then ride with me (huh) Kill 'em all, but not your boy, he just had a baby daughter (so) Then, Cita, he never walk again (so) Don't play with them sharks again (oh) I make them niggas bleed like that time of the month See, I told 'em, 'Nobody move, nobody head bust' Plus, a hundred rush, turn a boy to dust Nigga, I'm a soldier, trust I'll blow a hole in your guts And ain't no if, and's or but's (uh-uh) You could get mad and fuss (uh-uh) Watch your lip, man, you'll touch (uh-uh) I'll pop a clip in, and bust (uh-uh) Look, I'm straight thuggin' Lookin' at niggas' fake muggin' I'm runnin' with niggas that stay sufferin' That ain' nothin' It's Wheezy Wheez I show off behind cheese Get full of trees Here I come, you better leave Look, niggas better get it right and keep it right 'Cause them Uptown Hot Boy$ are on the street at night So, I hope you got your soldiers and your 'Bauds on 'Cause we about to strap up and know your clothes off Whoa Look, niggas better get it right and keep it right 'Cause them Uptown Hot Boy$ are on the street at night So, I hope you got your soldiers and your 'Bauds on 'Cause we about to strap up and know your clothes off Niggas know I could get ugly when it comes to that (to that) Oh, for sure, I leave ya bloody if it comes to that (to that) I ain't no ho, if in beef I ain't gon' run from that (from that) You got coke, keep it on the low 'cause I'll come for that (for that) I keep pistols in my possession 'cause I stays in shit (what?!) I was raised watchin' niggas shootout with K's and shit (what?) My momma tried ta keep me inside, but I snuck out the back (oh) Shot hookie from school, hung on V.L. and sold a lil' crack (for sure) Niggas respect me 'cause they know my nuts be hangin' and swingin' (hangin') If my toes get stepped on, I'm click-clackin' and bangin' (bangin') I've been out here since I was, like, ten years old Caught my first gun charge in 1994 Scuffed my knees up, but the Lord, he pulled me out that I'm ahead now, and ain't no way that I'ma look back (for sure) Fresh laid the track down, I picked the pad up for a minute Put the get down But don't think I still won't act, buster Niggas better get it right and keep it right 'Cause them Uptown Hot Boy$ are on the street at night So, I hope you got your soldier and your 'Bauds on 'Cause we about to strap up and knock your clothes off Whoa You better get it right and keep it right 'Cause them Uptown Hot Boy$ are on the street at night So, I hope you got your soldiers and your 'Bauds on 'Cause we about to strap up and knock your clothes off Whoa Niggas better get it right and keep it right 'Cause them Uptown Hot Boy$ are on the street at night So, I hope you got your soldier and your 'Bauds on 'Cause we about to strap up and knock your clothes off Whoa Get it right and keep it right 'Cause them Uptown Hot Boy$ are on the street at night So, I hope you got your soldier and your 'Bauds on 'Cause we about to strap up and knock your clothes off Whoa
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