Get Da Drop On Em Lyrics by L.l. Cool J

Get Da Drop On Em Lyrics

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    I break a nigga down ugly like coke, up on the scale
    Next step throw a stack up on the third rail
    The undisputed, i'm never ever diluted or polluted
    You could fuse it, if 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 shout, bodies are fished out
    I'm wreckin niggas one-by-one but then i miscount
    Mispronounced, how do ll bounce
    And get ya shit bust? i turn ya faggots into mush
    Ya slippin, i'm grippin microphones real tight
    Then i crack up the speakers in ya ac all night
    Deliver messages, the prophecy's in me
    His royal highness, you minus what you claim to be
    (say what?)

    Chorus:
    Uh, i get da drop on you niggas
    I blow it, i make it hot for my niggas
    *repeat x 3*

    I blow em, kaboom, but fuck sound effects
    Niggas was sleeping like i was off on a star trek
    Select my dialect, inspect all my cheques
    He claim he gettin money but l cast the cheque
    You sell blunt weed, glock block, horizons
    Niggas in the projects find ya hypnotising
    You clowns know when i bring forth the heat
    Hardcore niggas be wearin panties, lookin sweet
    I'm on a journey thru the land of frontin niggas
    Nervous motherfuckers with tha hands on dirty triggers
    I lay back, niggas beef or let my nuts live
    I take my blade, insert it until ya guts give
    Execution, the destroyer of ya suspect bunch
    What? drama! you can't believe how i deliver bomb shit
    Ya brains split, the pain hits ya little dick

    Chorus

    You fallin backwards, leanin like a dope addict
    Rope niggas claim me, packin automatics
    Found his ol' earth's burner underneath the mattress
    Go outside, the 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 freezin, ya bleedin heavily up out'cha rectum
    Black and blue, tryin ta hide up in the spectrum
    I got ya raw ass bustin straight flat
    Head up on the place mat, ready to waste that
    Operatin incorparates stimulatin designs
    Lay that motherfucker's shit down, nigga resign
    Don't lose ya mind, concentratin on how i shine
    You never hear a nigga like me, never in time
    I blaze it quick, amaze 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 crews, in my ring you swing and lose
    With the blues light my fuse, allow 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

    Uh, i get da drop on you niggas
    I blow it, i make it hot for my niggas
    *repeat x 2*
    Uh, i get da drop on you niggas
    I blow it, i make it hot!

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