CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Get in Dere
Wrap a baby mama at the spot gettin' her back broke (Uh)
All these pills I pop, what the f**k I'm gon' relax for? (Uh)
n***as be like "Doe a b*t*h", but he got them racks though
All that sneak dissin', that's why f**k n***as get slapped for
Used to slide in minivans now it's Bentley coupes (Skrrt)
Never had sh*t, now these b*t*hes choosing 'cause I got some Jimmy Chu (Mwah)
Boy you better not start with my gang, they gon' finish you (Gang, gang)
Just had a talk with God, told him forgive me what I spin on dude (Boom, boom)
Percies got me tweaking, n***a, I ain't in the mood (Tweak, tweak, tweak)
I can't dance but my pistol can, I ain't got no groove (Oh, really?)
Slap a hundred in her face, damn, these b*t*hes think I'm rude (Uh, uh, yeah)
I'ma rob him if he lackin', hope that boy don't think I'm cool (Fool)
They just let out Baby Shaq, he put a n***a on the news (Boom, boom)
Had [?] slide on a rapper, knocked him out his Louis shoes
If you don't pull up with 100, ding-ding, you gon' leave with zero goons
You ain't ever struck the plug, you probably bust, bust and remove
Ayy, all the Slimes with me, they toting then big 50s
Three n***as with bodies inside this Benz with me
I'm shooting when you see me, you best-uh believe me (Boom, boom)
It's hard to love a b*t*h, but just killing, that sh*t easy (Fool)
Youngin with an attitude, choppa [?] is easy
Streets was screaming free me, pussies hope they keep me (pu**y)
n***a, your partner lil' n***a, bet he can't say sh*t
From East Cleveland but I got some killers in Zone-6 (Freebandz gang)
Move these n***as out the way (Yeah), all these pu**y n***as fake (Yeah)
Almost gave up on the bait, but I just got a pack from Drake (That's crazy)
Better watch the way you talk 'fore I start blasting in your face
Ain't with the sh*ts boy, you a b*t*h, go put some lashes on your face, yeah (Fool)
Run up in your home, if I want it, then it's gone (Let's go)
Go wrestle up the Glock, I'm not The Rock, these diamonds stone cold
I just f**k 'em, I don't cut 'em, I ain't playing with no ho
Put the pistol on your forehead, then I bang it on your dome (Like my b*t*h)
All these pills I pop, what the f**k I'm gon' relax for? (Uh)
n***as be like "Doe a b*t*h", but he got them racks though
All that sneak dissin', that's why f**k n***as get slapped for
Used to slide in minivans now it's Bentley coupes (Skrrt)
Never had sh*t, now these b*t*hes choosing 'cause I got some Jimmy Chu (Mwah)
Boy you better not start with my gang, they gon' finish you (Gang, gang)
Just had a talk with God, told him forgive me what I spin on dude (Boom, boom)
Percies got me tweaking, n***a, I ain't in the mood (Tweak, tweak, tweak)
I can't dance but my pistol can, I ain't got no groove (Oh, really?)
Slap a hundred in her face, damn, these b*t*hes think I'm rude (Uh, uh, yeah)
I'ma rob him if he lackin', hope that boy don't think I'm cool (Fool)
They just let out Baby Shaq, he put a n***a on the news (Boom, boom)
Had [?] slide on a rapper, knocked him out his Louis shoes
If you don't pull up with 100, ding-ding, you gon' leave with zero goons
You ain't ever struck the plug, you probably bust, bust and remove
Ayy, all the Slimes with me, they toting then big 50s
Three n***as with bodies inside this Benz with me
I'm shooting when you see me, you best-uh believe me (Boom, boom)
It's hard to love a b*t*h, but just killing, that sh*t easy (Fool)
Youngin with an attitude, choppa [?] is easy
Streets was screaming free me, pussies hope they keep me (pu**y)
n***a, your partner lil' n***a, bet he can't say sh*t
From East Cleveland but I got some killers in Zone-6 (Freebandz gang)
Move these n***as out the way (Yeah), all these pu**y n***as fake (Yeah)
Almost gave up on the bait, but I just got a pack from Drake (That's crazy)
Better watch the way you talk 'fore I start blasting in your face
Ain't with the sh*ts boy, you a b*t*h, go put some lashes on your face, yeah (Fool)
Run up in your home, if I want it, then it's gone (Let's go)
Go wrestle up the Glock, I'm not The Rock, these diamonds stone cold
I just f**k 'em, I don't cut 'em, I ain't playing with no ho
Put the pistol on your forehead, then I bang it on your dome (Like my b*t*h)
