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Correct Get Ya Gat Lyrics
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Get a gat, get a gat, get a gat To all you rich-ass niggas, all you rich-ass niggas Get a gat, get a gat, get a gat I went from rich man, nigga, straight to henchman, nigga Get ya gat, get ya gat, get ya gat Too all you rich-ass niggas, all you rich-ass niggas Kickin' back, gettin' fat, gettin' tats And to your fuckboy posse with their tough boy postures It's an act, they ain't never got your back Gettin' jacked, you ain't never gettin' it back You gettin' wacked, you ain't never comin' back And cut 'em slack, we ain't never done 'em that No, we ain't never done 'em that And we don't go tit for tat, we just blat Now he's exposed, when we snap, picture that He decomposed, he small like cat in a trap Oh, I go psycho, I go rhino, I know his recital My whole fuckin' bio, I'mm K-I-L-L-E-R no typo I'm a dino, I'm a K9 Nigga that don't give a flying fuck about another clique but us Who fly as us? We flyin' up Who wanna fuck with us? Who signin' up? 'Cause I know my clique tough as tusks that's on a hippopotamus And I know I'mma sip that stuff I can't say that this is not a must I must say this shit kinda tough But fuck it, nigga, bottom's up, pause I got time, fucks some mama, hit little mama up And I got millions to blow and I got Milian to plush I got millions of .44's and I got military guns And I may just 'bout to go pop, pop, pop, like January 1 Got some bitches on the floor and when I piss they drink it up I'mma gon' shit on everyone and she gon' feel like kingdom come Told my bitch that she don't want that bitch, I'm still Mrs. Cita son And I'm triple OG, my own girl own a gun I get a gat, get a gat, get a gat To all you rich-ass niggas, and you bitch-ass niggas Get ya gat, get ya gat, get ya gat And tell your fuckboy posse, while you stuntin' we be mobbin' And we strapped with the gat in all black So where you at, where you at, where you at? Yeah, where they at, where they at, where they at? Get ya gat, get ya gat, get ya gat Yeah, get the gat, get the gat, get the gat When you a rich little nigga, plus some niggas plot to jack Where they at, where they at, where they at? Bitch tryna take mine, I'm sendin' bullets through ya back I'm a G, I'm a G, I'm a G Copped the coupe and the wheels, first day I hit the streets I match the rags with the mags and the seats And I be saucin' on these niggas so it all match my sneaks Damn, you know how east niggas do shit 40 on my left, I'mma ride a new bitch Yesterday hoe was trippin' so she gotta go One thing about pimpin', man, motherfuck a hoe Me and Hoody talkin' cocaine For the slippers outta niggas who want whole thangs Oh man, feel the trigger, make it go bang So keep a gat and if they ask we don't know names Get a gat, get a gat, get a gat To all you rich-ass niggas, and you bitch-ass niggas Get ya gat, get ya gat, get ya gat And tell your fuckboy posse, while you stuntin' we be mobbin' And we strapped with the gat in all black So where you at, where you at, where you at? Yeah, where they at, where they at, where they at? Get ya gat, get ya gat, get ya gat All this white powder, screaming, "white power" Young Money, bad boys, fat Mike Lowry Wow, I might shoot up your Ferrari, nigga Oh, tell your passenger I'm sorry, nigga My young niggas screaming, "put me in the game, coach" Chopper bullets rain, you gon' need a raincoat My little homie got stripes like a Bengal I got a nephew, he ain't a killer, he a angel Get money, stay real, that's the game plan I got a bad bitch and all she do is gang-bang My college hoe on the lotion do the same thing I got a stripper with a gat and a fat cat Breakin' niggas off, all my homes call her Kit-Kat Yeah, she let you hit that, bet she bring your shit back Sleepin' with them hoes, get you tied up and kidnapped Killers at your door, nigga, knock knock, click clack Get ya get, get ya get, get ya get And load it up, load it up, load it up Where your fuckboy posse, where they at? Niggas fuck, niggas fuck, niggas fuck Yeah, shake that ass hoe, shake, shake Shake that ass hoe, shake, shake Shake that ass hoe, shake, shake Shake that ass hoe, shake, shake Shake-shka-shake-shka-shake shake that ass Shake-shka-shake-shka-shake shake that ass Say dicksuckin' hoe, nutsuckin' hoe Hoes, hoes, ain't nothin' but hoes You ain't nothin' but a dopeman bitch You ain't nothin' but a dopeman bitch You ain't nothin' but a dopeman bitch You ain't got no job, know you wanna be a trick But I'm a nigga with a rock hard bone And I'm takin' one of these hoes home, yeah I'm a nigga with a rock hard bone And I'm takin' one of these hoes home, yeah No Ceiling
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