Belly movie

Belly movie - We All Can Get it on lyrics

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Song by Drag-On<br /><br>

[whispered] Strike the match<br>

Flame-on motherfuckers<br>

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My gun, I aim lower<br>

My words is a flame thrower<br>

Watch me end yall with somthing, <br>

that'll make your skin crawl<br>

Im only yae' tall, kay y'all? But I lay down law<br>

And I lay down y'all, so y'all better praise(a) the lord<br>

No room to breath. Knowin shh<br>

And the shit I spit be red and orange<br>

And yall going to have to call it in like bomb threats<br>

Cuz I'm fire but, when I wet yall your gonna be drenched<br>

Laid up with ten, cause when I pull it out<br>

I pull in shouts like BLOW!<br>

Damn that shit was loud! See the crowd?<br>

They all seek cover when they see that black rubber<br>

Because this cat here, got no sisters or no brothers<br>

It was one alone<br>

Covered with shellack ready to die black<br>

Lets talk about guns, and how y'all don't bust none<br>

Thease niggas here, y'all doing lest busting lot of ducking<br>

Maybe a lot of fucking, cause all y'all bust is nuts<br>

Just give me room, nobody move, or yall gonna hear the boom<br>

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If yall can get it on, then we can get it on<br>

We all can get it on... [x3]<br>

FLAME-ON MUTHERFUCKERS [x2]<br>

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Ya niggaz packin gats and stones, frontin on your man's phone<br>

Ya niggaz missed the ride, cause this nigga make ya moan<br>

Cause when I pull out its like AIDS, I make sure its full blown<br>

And before the grief (kiss kiss), kiss him on both cheeks<br>

Let him think theres peace<br>

And give him somthing to remember<br>

Corpse stiff, hands cold, and body temperature December<br>

Sneakers off, closed casket, blew his cheek off<br>

By the way be careful who you speak of<br>

Cuz I by the wall in the back, guaranteed and all that<br>

While y'all in all black<br>

When I leave the place, drop the reef, in his moms lap<br>

Motherfuckers... soon as y'all think your beef is sweet<br>

I'm gonna lay in the streets <br>

and let y'all niggaz throw quarters on me<br>

Can you spare change for your life?<br>

Change for what? Thats when I pop up<br>

With somthing long, and put somthing in his ass like a thong<br>

I dont know what you thought<br>

I'm gonna do you like I do a Newport<br>

In sec-onds kid, smoke it to Brownsville and step on it<br>

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[Hook]<br>

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I'm straigh housing shit<br>

Yeah, ya niggas is ballers<br>

But I'm the nigga bouncin' it<br>

if Ruff Ryders is announcing it<br>

Ya know we get down for it, want every ounce of it<br>

I don't care if it's counterfeit, since this is music<br>

how we sound with it?<br>

Dont forget, we bust rhymes for it<br>

skip town for it, get under the ground for it<br>

So nigga, dont ignore it<br>

Unless your ass is deaf<br>

this is gonna be your last breath<br>

Your last S. and S. check<br>

with your hands crossed over your chest<br>

I dont give a fuck<br>

what ever I gotta take care, I get it done<br>

If its money, I owe nobody<br>

Except a few hot ones<br>

And if your 18 and under, this here's your last test<br>

And I'm gonna teach you in the class <br>

with the past tense, lil bastards<br>

C is for class or for casket. So get your books up<br>

And if your doe is low, that C better mean for Cook Up<br>

Dont tell me that you shook up<br>

You know I keep my stacks tall<br>

So that you gotta look up, and maybe we can hook up<br>

But you know what? Then you woke up<br>

Some body smoked you smoke up<br>

You know what that mean<br>

You broke, and you 'bout to get broke up<br>

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[Hook (out)]<br>

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