Get Back

歌詞

[Prodigy] Know sometimes you just got to show niggas how you do things That shit hurt, time will tell like my nigga iller G always said I love all my niggas, I swear cross my heart hope to die (alright) Hear me out, put a bullet in your mind [Prodigy] Yo son they caught me from the blind side me the Pee The one who spread love, me I never shit on my peeps I never left my dogs out in the cold I extended my hand with compassion, you extended yours in war Cool fuck it, why y'all snakey mother fuckers Gonna learn how this nigga rock quiet storm niggas Leave you shot for dead, nigga I'll rot your flesh By myself come for delf and just pop your head Now have a good night you snake skin bastard See you at the crossroads fagot And in the mean time and in between time Pee will be laid up with more shines, more dollars for more nines More boxes of talons to put in your spine You cross me nigga you lost your mind Scratch that you never knew from the start So I forgive you, after you die skirmish, shots burneth [Chorus: Prodigy] Son the get back, is so sweet The taste of revenge your blood on the street It's called payback for that shit you pulled I don't respect your gangsta my guns explode Son the get back (yeah), is so sweet The taste of revenge your blood on the street It's called payback for that shit you did Two wrongs don't make it right, it make it even bitch! [Ammo] Son we chose life fast, and niggas kept stunting Had to show our ass straight up explode right fast It sounds cold but we roll like that Ripping rats finished off our path, we was close like that All them nights that we threw back yak Who would thought he do me like that straight leave me flat Niggas ain't never feed me black, want to see me clap Blood filling up the cement crack Straight snakes and I resent that I fall back try to prevent that Try not to be bent at, foul atmosphere Stunning what's happening here Got me 'bout to dumb out dumping out Macs in here Niggas catch a hot one, fucking with Am this year Wet every man in here vengeance lost my senses why y'all start quarrels I end it And show up at your wake full of sorrow pretending To blend in [Chorus] [Tragedy Khadafi] Yo I blow holes in moschinos, splash niggas in they mink ?stoles? Down to their Kenneth Coles, fuck model bitches center fold Never love a hoe, you got guns let it go my nigga let it blow And what had killed you is what you don't know It's two-five goodfellas getting dough Yo my mom chose dope made love to the needle I caught 'em fucking numerous times and turned evil Back in '89 you can say I'm trapped in time Still thirsty like a little nigga dying to shine Baby moms said I got issues, too many problems I rock timbs 'til my socks turn orange Do a nigga dirty, relate to the unworthy A young G with Q-T and black shirty I've been nice since lee pin stripes and British knights Fore' building razor tag and sword fights Niggas see the light when they start losing pints You can die by the gun or the knife And I'm nice with both, coming at me with the wrong approach Don't make me Arab neck tie your throat, you bitch nigga! [Chorus]