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Get It歌詞
  • 歌手:T.I.
    歌詞出處:http://ssgv4xm.cn


    The kings back





    I got that get it get it

    I got that get it what you need

    From soft parts to trees got that get it what you need

    I got that get it

    I got that get it what you need

    From dope boyz and bitches who love dat rd





    Come and get it hey cuz I got it bitch

    Tell and get you know I got It bitch





    I got my broads if u want em

    On the C.O.D please 5 g’s

    I don’t promise but I got good numbers

    Tote 2 thunder, sat that lumber

    Got that guacamole holy moly you don’t know me

    See me clean as I wanna be, what these niggas wanna be

    Shots so bright I can’t see niggas standing right in front of me

    These niggas don’t want none of me, this rapping shit is fun to me

    What I look like beefing wit you nigga yousa son to me

    Move weight out to Georgia get it cross the water

    Rive that shit to New York coming all the way from Florida

    Dope boy trap nigga that’s what they call em

    Summer time balla when I buy the mall up









    Mighta seen me getting gas at the Citgo and he sit the six low

    Riding right beside a 45 and what its hitting fo

    Shawty aint bullshitin folk he’ll be out be here hitting folks

    Stick around and try to tell polices what he did it fo

    Aint nuttin he aint did before other niggas getting so

    Blurred wit the pussy and bet some even getting so

    Long he aint funny he got that long money

    Naw money you niggas barely got hit the mall money

    I’m the perfect example of how to hit the ground running

    From the trap to busting up how the underground stunting

    So you still see me down at the underground stunting

    Ima Westside Bankhead nigga it aint nothing









    I was raised off Easy, ‘Cube, Ice T, 8Ball, MJG, ‘Face, Pimp C

    Ima king just believe me, try me when you see me

    And niggas start busting like they start busting pushups push a

    Button shot calling niggas not balling

    Just doing a lotta loud mouthing and not dogging

    I got the shit locked from Atlanta to New Orleans

    Virginia Mississippi Kentucky I run all dat

    You niggas better fall back, boy grab a ball bat

    Take it to ya skull, dats gone be the end of all dat

    Insist on having problems, bet dis revolver will solve dat

    Hit em in the temple then I leave em where they fall at







  • [Swizz Beats]

    The kings back



    [T.I. chorus]

    I got that get it get it

    I got that get it what you need

    From soft parts to trees got that get it what you need

    I got that get it

    I got that get it what you need

    From dope boyz and bitches who love dat rd



    [Chorus 2]

    Come and get it hey cuz I got it bitch

    Tell and get you know I got It bitch



    [Verse 1]

    I got my broads if u want em

    On the C.O.D please 5 g’s

    I don’t promise but I got good numbers

    Tote 2 thunder, sat that lumber

    Got that guacamole holy moly you don’t know me

    See me clean as I wanna be, what these niggas wanna be

    Shots so bright I can’t see niggas standing right in front of me

    These niggas don’t want none of me, this rapping shit is fun to me

    What I look like beefing wit you nigga yousa son to me

    Move weight out to Georgia get it cross the water

    Rive that shit to New York coming all the way from Florida

    Dope boy trap nigga that’s what they call em

    Summer time balla when I buy the mall up



    [Chorus 1 + 2]



    [Verse 2]

    Mighta seen me getting gas at the Citgo and he sit the six low

    Riding right beside a 45 and what its hitting fo

    Shawty aint bullshitin folk he’ll be out be here hitting folks

    Stick around and try to tell polices what he did it fo

    Aint nuttin he aint did before other niggas getting so

    Blurred wit the pussy and bet some even getting so

    Long he aint funny he got that long money

    Naw money you niggas barely got hit the mall money

    I’m the perfect example of how to hit the ground running

    From the trap to busting up how the underground stunting

    So you still see me down at the underground stunting

    Ima Westside Bankhead nigga it aint nothing



    [Chorus 1 + 2]



    [Verse 3]

    I was raised off Easy, ‘Cube, Ice T, 8Ball, MJG, ‘Face, Pimp C

    Ima king just believe me, try me when you see me

    And niggas start busting like they start busting pushups push a

    Button shot calling niggas not balling

    Just doing a lotta loud mouthing and not dogging

    I got the shit locked from Atlanta to New Orleans

    Virginia Mississippi Kentucky I run all dat

    You niggas better fall back, boy grab a ball bat

    Take it to ya skull, dats gone be the end of all dat

    Insist on having problems, bet dis revolver will solve dat

    Hit em in the temple then I leave em where they fall at



    [Chorus 1 + 2]