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  • G-Dep - Let's Get It (Remix)

    Really, get smacked silly, you get smacked silly
    Fucking with these niggas from the, what you gonna do
    When you ready, shit I was born ready
    And I was all ready on fish and spaghetti

    Creep with the culture, rap I can coach ya, attack like a vulture
    If I said I get cha, wearing it I'll fit ya, y'all thirteen inches
    I see the big picture, if it's to get richer, I'd probably get wit' ya
    If not burn it, get hot like a furnace

    Shoot the video motherfuck city permits
    We own the city, on the phone with Diddy
    Red bone pretty, when she get aroused like to suck her own titty
    Put it in the video, ya wanna holla got to follow nigga here we go

    Get you ticket, the train, don't miss it
    Won't reach out, and ya bet I won't visit
    Till my whole wardrobe is-it listen

    Make this money
    Take this money
    (Let's get it)
    Ain't no way you can take this from me
    (Let's get it)

    Ain't shit funny
    Shake it honey
    (Let's get it)
    Take it money
    Now let's get it
    (Let's get it)

    Creep with your people, though my shit is sweet and low it's no equal
    Front butch look, once I throw the hook you proceed to get cook
    With the game and the soldiers sit
    When I came, the game that I owed you one

    Wide big Lincoln, why he died on the side for the stinking
    Watch the task force task for look Marlboro
    It's a big chance, big pants
    Might guard him with my man's a type barber

    Better learn quick, 'cause my clique don't argue
    You ain't my crew, then who are you
    For we take off make sure that your seated
    Billboard read it believe it

    Make this money
    Take this money
    (Let's get it)
    Ain't no way you can take this from me
    (Let's get it)

    Ain't shit funny
    Shake it honey
    (Let's get it)
    Take it money
    Now let's get it
    (Let's get it)

    Soul Controller, rap Itola, kids hate me when they older
    I put cracks by the stroller, registered voter, motherfucker quota
    Give some baking soda and a quota
    Man I flow straight up out the water

    I'm break this game till it say out of order
    Who's the high scorer, then tear the floor up
    On the world tour with your whore out in Europe, head on the tour bus
    Do what them niggas them niggas in the drop thinks cooler

    All the five quarters, headline supporters
    Hitting wives and daughters
    Brought a neck spray from Esate Lauders
    Call Puffy to order

    Ayo, call me Diddy I run this city
    Send the cops, the feds and D.A. to come get me
    Cats wanna leave me for dead you coming with me
    Get head in the Bentley red at one fifty

    Straight lose it, love two things my money my music
    Might co-write and produce it
    Drop mine, hot nine exclusive, got y'all hulking like Bruce did
    Deuce it, break backs and stacks it's no problem

    Make raps and tracks and go Harlem
    Get worldwide coverage, got so many spots
    I don't even buy luggage, ya love it
    Make moves major, hide out in Asia

    If your girl keep coming around them I'm a blaze her
    I'm the Bad Boy flavor, light blue gators
    Not guilty, plus I'm filthy, c'mon

    Make this money
    Take this money
    (Let's get it)
    Ain't no way you can take this from me
    (Let's get it)

    Ain't shit funny
    Shake it honey
    (Let's get it)
    Take it money
    Now let's get it
    (Let's get it)

    I be the east side Soprano, Rob Marciano
    Flow in their channel with the opposite handle
    Forty-five sparks turn your day gray flannel
    Snatch the yay of the mantle, the proceed to dismantle

    Can't say Rob, how many niggas done tried to play mob
    Quit they day job
    Tired of putting broke niggas under the wing
    If I go to jail again I'm going under the bing

    Act like you gonna pull that thing, thing
    You the only one who gets played for bling, bling
    I represent eight blocks and sing-sing
    Almost caught a buck fifty for fucking with Latch in Killer Queens

    Moves for paper, moves no chaser
    Bullets out the blazer four-fifths with laser
    Come and get your shit splitted, newspapers say I did it
    (We ain't do it)
    Now let's get it
    (Let's get it)

    Make this money
    Take this money
    (Let's get it)
    Ain't no way you can take this from me
    (Let's get it)

    Ain't shit funny
    Shake it honey
    (Let's get it)
    Take it money
    Now let's get it
    (Let's get it)

    Make this money
    Take this money
    (Let's get it)
    Ain't no way you can take this from me
    (Let's get it)

    Ain't shit funny
    Shake it honey
    (Let's get it)
    Take it money
    Now let's get it
    (Let's get it)

    Make this money
    Take this money
    (Let's get it)
    Ain't no way you can take this from me
    (Let's get it)

    Ain't shit funny
    Shake it honey
    (Let's get it)
    Take it money
    Now let's get it
    (Let's get it)

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