Gotta get it
Mic Dawson
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Nigga, scuff me nigga Fight for dog everything out here Ain't no f*ck, nobody give a nigga shit out here I sold my soul to the devil Twice was cheap It's cold but it's not It's twice as deep F*ck real It's 2 o'clock, it's about to hit the street Nigga, scuff me nigga So I knock off this ride Fight for dog everything out here Sometimes it's like that's the only reason why I hustle Step on toe, strong arm, and short little muscle Ain't no real dope That's why a nigga feel so frustrated I hate it to see bitch niggas that made it And I'm robbing niggas just as broke as myself Fuckin' with queens Ain't too good with poor niggas' help That's the wealth Ain't no new girl on it I gots to make my round I do whatever for the dollar, fucker Ain't no way I'm trying to give a nigga's seat I got to get it All night I do good yeah Get it, nigga I got to get it I got a copy, got to chop it, got to flip it Know I'm blockin' that Rocky in the village I'm sellin' Zip Z to hit in these lips Ain't nobody off it, you gonna see, holler at me I got a copy, got a chop it, got to flip it Know I'm a blockin' that Rocky in the village I'm writin' raps either flippin' his crack or real niggas Where the f*ck is you at That's your nigga, I got to get it Cold in the snow with a stove in my belt Nobody lookin' out for me, I'm watchin' out for myself Gettin' wealth is my main goal, not slackin', just stackin' dough Gotta get it, flip it, get more, cause for this block I'm too old Reachin' out my hands for help, nobody gave me support Pullin' all nighters, fallin' asleep on my nigga Trey Batey's porch With a sack in my pocket, force the rock to rock me Gotta get this guru off me with a crack head down his Niggas blitzed by crack heads, I crack heads with my voters Tryin' to get that tuna colder so I can stack up them overs I gotta get me some soldiers that'll post up for days Lookin' like Samoans, so I just keep on feedin' on flame And let the path that I pave be the path that they follow Tryin' to get it on today cause I ain't promised tomorrow And when that boy ride by, knowin' his whip is the sickest Put yourself in his mind frame, nigga, I got to get it I got a copy, got a chop it, got to flip it Yo, I'm a blockin' that rockin' and fittin' I'm sellin' zips, either hittin' these licks Ain't nobody out here givin' me shit, holla at me I got a copy, got a chop it, got to flip it Yo, I'm a blockin' that rockin' and fittin' Ridin' these raps, either flippin' these cracks My real niggas, motherfuckers, you wack That's your nigga, I got to get it I hit the streets, the tweets love me to death And I'ma grind until the day I get some slugs in my chest And I'ma rep my whole set, and I'ma sell my little worth If I ever get knocked, I go to jail for what it's worth Never tell your deepest secrets, keep it tough on the low If you ain't break it, you know better than what you fuckin' up for Niggas kill me, hatin' on my P.I. game I put a bullet in your frame, make your insides change I live my life in the fast lane, strugglin', nigga I'm a miller, movin' that hard cane, hustlin', nigga I'ma block the livers, then half-raise me, crazy for real I still roll with all the legends from the 80s who killed Niggas scared to pull the trigger, don't even say that you will This ain't Portland, mothafucka, I really play, he for real I do whatever for that cheddar as long as it add up I got my gun and my glove, now I'm ready to make it I gotta get it I gotta cop it, gotta chop it, gotta flip it Yo, I'ma block it, and that rock it, and it fit it I'm sellin' zips, either hittin' these licks Ain't nobody out here givin' me shit, holla at me I gotta cop it, gotta chop it, gotta flip it Yo, I'ma block it, and that rock it, and it fit it I'm writin' these raps, either flippin' these cracks All my real niggas, mothafucka, ain't got a care Now ya'll know that the care Ridin' every true hustla, gotta respect it Doin' hard, try to get it in before my connect quit Ho salted long, hour hoes feelin' neglected If a nigga was broke, how many would I be left with Kenny Gome, Nyola Og, or the clique But what the f*ck is a Og without OG chips I gotta get it Pushin' up on my 30th summer, my nigga did it So I'm tryna put up similar numbers Sit in a spot with a runner, 15 year-old gunna Couple of my hoes buckled down and hustled Niggas hate, but that's cause they ain't got no pay By takin' food up off my plate But that's the quickest way to get your ass found in the lake Feet tied to a boulder, get that dirt off my shoulder Hustled back when I was young and learned the game cause I got older I'm a M&L soldier for the vet, Clayola I gotta get it I gotta cop it, gotta chop it, gotta flip it You know I'm a blocker and that rocker in the video I'm sellin' zips either hittin' his licks I ain't givin' you shit, holler at me I gotta get it I gotta flip it You know I'm a blocker and that rocker in the video I gotta cop it, gotta chop it, gotta flip it You know I'm a blocker and that rocker in the video I'm sellin' zips either hittin' his licks I gotta cop it, gotta chop it, gotta flip it You know I'm a blocker and that rocker in the video I gotta cop it, gotta chop it, gotta flip it You know I'm a blocker and that rocker in the video I gotta cop it, gotta chop it, gotta flip it
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Written by: Clayton Paschal, Mike June, Santonio Eanes
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