Get Da Drop On Em - текст песни
Get Da Drop On Em
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I break a nigga down ugly like cokeup on the scale
Next step throw a stack up on the third rail
The undisputedI’m never ever diluted or polluted
You could fuse itif ya choose it cos it’s deep rooted
I make ya maggot ass crawl out tha gutter
For underestimatin as I’m cre-atin the butter
Cliques get clipped like heavy bricks when I’m droppin
I’m wreckin nigga whole shit plus I make a profit
Wicked with this shoutbodies are fished out
I’m wreckin niggas one-by-one but then I miscount
Mispronouncedhow do ll bounce
And get ya shit bust? I turn ya faggots into mush
Ya slippinI’m grippin microphones real tight
Then I crack up the speakers in ya ac all night
Deliver messagesthe prophecy’s in me
His royal highnessyou minus what you claim to be
(say what? )
Chorus:
UhI get da drop on you niggas
I blow itI make it hot for my niggas
*repeat x 3*
I blow emkaboombut fuck sound effects
Niggas was sleeping like I was off on a star trek
Select my dialectinspect all my cheques
He claim he gettin money but l cast the cheque
You sell blunt weedglock blockhorizons
Niggas in the projects find ya hypnotising
You clowns know when I bring forth the heat
Hardcore niggas be wearin pantieslookin sweet
I’m on a journey thru the land of frontin niggas
Nervous motherfuckers with tha hands on dirty triggers
I lay backniggas beef or let my nuts live
I take my bladeinsert it until ya guts give
Executionthe destroyer of ya suspect bunch
What? drama! you can’t believe how I deliver bomb shit
Ya brains splitthe pain hits ya little dick
Chorus
You fallin backwardsleanin like a dope addict
Rope niggas claim mepackin automatics
Found his ol’ earth’s burner underneath the mattress
Go outsidethe bitch up just like a actress
I take ya motherfuckers one-by-one and show ya how it’s done
And dick ya down in front of everyone
Bitch niggas ain’t got no type of reason
To say a bullshit rhyme in ll season
I’m freezinya bleedin heavily up out’cha rectum
Black and bluetryin ta hide up in the spectrum
I got ya raw ass bustin straight flat
Head up on the place matready to waste that
Operatin incorparates stimulatin designs
Lay that motherfucker’s shit downnigga resign
Don’t lose ya mindconcentratin on how I shine
You never hear a nigga like menever in time
I blaze it quickamaze cliques when I flip
I can’t believe you niggas forgot who rip shit
It’s ’96 and niggas like to hold they dicks
I’m breakin shit aside ya doctor’s can’t fix
Chorus
Fuck the tricks and all them smooth singin grooves
I’m bringin crewsin my ring you swing and lose
With the blues light my fuseallow me
To show ya crab ass fake niggas how it be
My technique’s superb when I’m pissin on these herbs
Crystal clear so you can hear every word
Fuck the goodie-goodie or your moms might hear it
I gotta keep my title locked down so niggas fear it
UhI get da drop on you niggas
I blow itI make it hot for my niggas
*repeat x 2*
UhI get da drop on you niggas
I blow itI make it hot!
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