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Some cats really like to, you
Profile and
And then the jooks go down, all at once they

get me
get me
Don't me

out on the block hustling at the spot
Got, is how you get Got
At the spot and your hand is mad hot
Got, is how you get Got
Out in Brooklyn late night all of your rocks
Got, is how you get Got
Some girl from pink said, "I like you alot"
Got, is how you get Got

This one goes to all Big Will cats
With ice on they and big rims on they Ac
You rollin' 'round town your system bumped
And your windows cracked low to profile and
Now I like to have nice things like you
But I'm Brooklyn, certain shit you just don't do
Like postin' when you far from home
Or like high postin' you all alone
Now this would seem to be clear common
But be livin' off, sheer confidence

Like "Fuck that, picture them me run that"
But invincible, just ain't sensible
It's nineteen ninety-now, and there's individuals
they rollin' hard and get robbed on principle
5 star general, flashin' all your
You takin' a on the Downstate medical, like
Colorful sparks, yellow and
A full on attack and it's to you
Wit' nothing you can do but back and cop a plea
But five of them and one of you, that Got to me

get me
get me
Don't me

Come on ya'll now, let's be
Some jokers got a rough time it concealed
I wonder it mean, it's probably self-esteem
They fiending to be seen, get hymned Aberdeen
Cats think it can't happen until the gats start
They comin' down the spittin' fire like a dragon
'Cause the goods glisten, certain eyes take position
To observe your trick, and then that ass slippin'

Like, come on now ock, you expect?
Got a month's paycheck off your neck
And while you Cristal sippin', rubbin' up they mittens
With heat in mint to start the getti-gettin'
They clique starts creepin' Sandanista guerrillas
You screamin' playa haters, these niggas is killers
Mr. Fash-ion, style never last long
The harder you flash, you get flashed on

There's hunger in the street that is hard to
steal for sport, more steal to eat
Cats at the weigh-in, and they playin' for keeps
sleep, they'll roll up in your passengers seat
There is universal law, whether rich or
say life's a game, to more, life is war
So put egos to the side and get off them head-trips
'Fore some cats pull out them and make you head-less

get me
get me
Don't me