Cam'Ron - Get It Get It lyrics

rate me

Been had to get for get, lived in the sickest pad

Slept with mice and roaches, woke up pissed up slab

School of the hard knocks, I on the vicious Ave

Jim chase Mark Chan, we beat a bitches ass

Ask me who you loving, Cam you been bugging

Must have lost your mind; you fought Lucien's cousin

And St. Mark's, yeah big LE watch

My nigga red squashed it, forget that topic

40th, down the block danger zone

Up the ave forty wall, hope ya'll niggas bring you chrome

What you saying homes, cops they raiding homes

Activator juice, yes to spray your dome

From a tiny dude, developed grimey dude

Stuck delivery, took all his Chinese food

I'm so good but bad, I'm so kind but rude

Americas most wanted, should have signed a Q

Plus it's savage, cop car crash your door

Further more heard the boy em at the sack amore

Boy yes, over seas more sex

4 jets, corvettes, and I ain't done a tour yet

Cause I'm moving bricks, yes they serve in fours

Signing off dipset boss, truly yours

We gon make it make it, we gon make it ya'll

We gon make it make it, we gon take it ya'll

We gon get it get it, money we gon get it get it

We gon get it get it, money we gon get it get it

We gon make it make it, we gon make it ya'll

We gon make it make it, we gon take it ya'll

We gon get it get it, we gon get it get it

We gon get it get it, we gon get it get it

My cerebral stress, eagle let it rest

Feel it in the air yeah, siegel said it best

It's a legal mess, needles need to death

Blame the government, until then I need to chef

Turn right, lead left, street games scrams

Call the cops oc, like we need a ref

You can't cheat a chef, I can see your chest

No heart, cherish your oxygen, breath your breaths

He need a rest, how he gon be the best

Like I guess a couple slugs he need to catch

See the sketch, you lassie

The gun is Frisbee proceed to fetch

Side up the hoopty, spray up the sentra

It be sixty years before I'm layed up in benter

Sprayed up her denture, your girl

Then I layed her placenta, blew hazed in her rental

Some days in December, some days I remember

A boy sugar ray want to play the contender

Just say I got a temper

And my temperature is off the thermometer

Korean New Year to Hanukah I'm bombing ya

Put you to sleep for good pajama ya

Wrangle you in ya he man pajama's

Wrap you up in your pac man sheets