CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Get Down or Lay Down (Freestyle)
Hitkidd, what it do man
Hey Cash
Ey, you know, we the rap committee
When everybody obeyin' gangs, squads, mobs
At first i was keepin' it cool, but this sh*t be gettin' outta hand, these n***as keep playin'
They watchin', they study my moves
Man, these n***as trippin', they trynna run off, with the brand
My body is covered in jewels, like i was egyptian
[?], my diamonds danced
I step in the spot and they choose
She suck till i ooze, i'm grippin' her head, of a fan
b*t*h, i'm from Memphis, my fit is from London
So many guns, i be government funded
n***as sneak dissin' but neva confront me
Gun fights are only way that i'm respondin'
b*t*h, i got bust, like i live in Wisconsin
We them lil n***as, these b*t*hes be funded
Tell her to shoot, prolly f**ked all ya momma
But you not my son, because i used a condom
Ain't about no whip sh*t, i don't even try
Why you got sticks and you won't even slide
Run up on me, n***a, don't even try
We gon' insure it, but still gonna collide
n***as be b*t*hes, we don't even vibe
Smokin' exotic, i don't even buy
Untinted windows, we don't even hide
My lil b*t*h thuggin', we Bonnie 'n' Clyde
n***as [?], till im goin' gettin' more
Bills in my pocket, like my last name Russell
Imma hit the b*t*h and then i give her to my brotha
Smile, circulate, too many pussies at the porsche
n***as trynna [?]
Where you goin', give me that
Kill 'em all, from behind
From the rear, piggie bank
Thought i wasn't havin' paper, n***a, how you figure that
Nic-Nac, catch you at, b*t*h, i'm havin' plenty racks
We the committee, the one and the only
Started this sh*t and they went back and cloned it
b*t*h, if i posted it, that mean i owned it
Take off the chain , we know your homie loaned it
We don't play too, but you play with the setting
Its stressin', i'm sorry, but ain't no exception
My n***as felons, but still bustin' weapons
I step in, i get you hit [?]
There you go
And we go (and we go) (and we go)
Ya, there you go (ya there you go) (ya there you go)
We go (we go) (we go)
Facts (facts) (facts)
See a lot of n***as been bitin'
Know what i'm sayin', bite a n***as swag
The way he is dressed
The way a n***a rap, the way a n***a pop that sh*t
Know what i'm sayin'
I try to keep it cool
Ain't about no whip sh*t, i don't even try
Why you got sticks and you won't even slide
Run up on me, n***a, don't even try
We gon' insure it, but still gonna collide
n***as be b*t*hes, we don't even vibe
Smokin' exotic, i don't even buy
Untinted windows, we don't even hide
My lil b*t*h thuggin', we Bonnie 'n' Clyde
Hitkidd, what it do man
Hey Cash
Ey, you know, we the rap committee
When everybody obeyin' gangs, squads, mobs
At first i was keepin' it cool, but this sh*t be gettin' outta hand, these n***as keep playin'
They watchin', they study my moves
Man, these n***as trippin', they trynna run off, with the brand
My body is covered in jewels, like i was egyptian
[?], my diamonds danced
I step in the spot and they choose
She suck till i ooze, i'm grippin' her head, of a fan
b*t*h, i'm from Memphis, my fit is from London
So many guns, i be government funded
n***as sneak dissin' but neva confront me
Gun fights are only way that i'm respondin'
b*t*h, i got bust, like i live in Wisconsin
We them lil n***as, these b*t*hes be funded
Tell her to shoot, prolly f**ked all ya momma
But you not my son, because i used a condom
Ain't about no whip sh*t, i don't even try
Why you got sticks and you won't even slide
Run up on me, n***a, don't even try
We gon' insure it, but still gonna collide
n***as be b*t*hes, we don't even vibe
Smokin' exotic, i don't even buy
Untinted windows, we don't even hide
My lil b*t*h thuggin', we Bonnie 'n' Clyde
n***as [?], till im goin' gettin' more
Bills in my pocket, like my last name Russell
Imma hit the b*t*h and then i give her to my brotha
Smile, circulate, too many pussies at the porsche
n***as trynna [?]
Where you goin', give me that
Kill 'em all, from behind
From the rear, piggie bank
Thought i wasn't havin' paper, n***a, how you figure that
Nic-Nac, catch you at, b*t*h, i'm havin' plenty racks
We the committee, the one and the only
Started this sh*t and they went back and cloned it
b*t*h, if i posted it, that mean i owned it
Take off the chain , we know your homie loaned it
We don't play too, but you play with the setting
Its stressin', i'm sorry, but ain't no exception
My n***as felons, but still bustin' weapons
I step in, i get you hit [?]
There you go
And we go (and we go) (and we go)
Ya, there you go (ya there you go) (ya there you go)
We go (we go) (we go)
Facts (facts) (facts)
See a lot of n***as been bitin'
Know what i'm sayin', bite a n***as swag
The way he is dressed
The way a n***a rap, the way a n***a pop that sh*t
Know what i'm sayin'
I try to keep it cool
Ain't about no whip sh*t, i don't even try
Why you got sticks and you won't even slide
Run up on me, n***a, don't even try
We gon' insure it, but still gonna collide
n***as be b*t*hes, we don't even vibe
Smokin' exotic, i don't even buy
Untinted windows, we don't even hide
My lil b*t*h thuggin', we Bonnie 'n' Clyde
Hitkidd, what it do man
