M.o.p. - Get Yours Ft The Snowgoons lyrics
rate me… dj, everything he play, is your pump shit
Tell him to bump this
That old gorilla in a trunk shit
I’m tip off the whole block,
I’m all I got, get yours
I call the shots, get yours
You call cops, ah
Them boy’s twats
… gonna shop, come on nigger you are on lock now
You ain’t a real killer, you just talk a lot about
Your … about … picking up bricks from the …
Your bullet proof whips like the…
Dick clipped on your own block,
You hit a road block, it’s like Fort Knox
This is Bounceville homie, keep them both …
And we ain’t worried, legendary meaning won’t stop
We don’t stop, we fluid on the black top
And one… still bad drop
Been there, done that, so whatever you got… run that
Or get your snapshot sun back…
And they say New York city
What’s that, get yours, what’s that, get yours, what’s that
And we say New York city
Fuck that, get yours, fuck that, get yours, fuck that
Cause the … should be all be drunk
Is something in your bottle nigger pour me some
If I ain’t stand up, you could call me broke
But I’m real so a bitch can’t call me one
Girl you like a stolen black now with a body on it
Girl nobody want it, I put my mama on it
Crow … you probably find me on it
… you know how I be on it
They saying them niggers…bills too aggressive
… y’all niggers is pu with 2 s’es
And I ain’t never bought … for you…
… whole different texture…
Get it and go, you get it and …
Top of the line, top of the low…
We outshine them niggers…
And they say New York city
What’s that, get yours, what’s that, get yours, what’s that
And we say New York city
Fuck that, get yours, fuck that, get yours, fuck that
Cause the … should be all be drunk
Is something in your bottle nigger pour me some
If I ain’t stand up, you could call me broke
But I’m real so a bitch can’t call me one
I still stay in touch with the streets it’s …thugerry
I stay sucker free
Who wanna ride with me, … then fuck with me
…fuck around, loose a couple of g’s
That’s what people want…
We carry out them whack off the barrier
…3 steps ahead of ya, 3 generations here so we bet it all
In the middle of the streets where we set it off
… we’ve been…big hemi in my chest for the long…
Leaving hollows in his chest is what we cause
And they say New York city
What’s that, get yours, what’s that, get yours, what’s that
And we say New York city
Fuck that, get yours, fuck that, get yours, fuck that
Cause the … should be all be drunk
Is something in your bottle nigger pour me some
If I ain’t stand up, you could call me broke
But I’m real so a bitch can’t call me one
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