Gets Down Like That Lyrics by B-Legit

Gets Down Like That Lyrics

    B-legit:
    I clear the corners like homers with the bass is strong(?)
    They can't stand to see me with it so i fakes no funk
    No punk in my bloodline
    Just killas and shit
    Ride to town like the biggest dope dealers with grip, bitch
    It ain't easy being wealthy
    Staying healthy
    Knowing sucka muthufuckas they want to melt me
    But i ain't ice cream, butter, or the cheddar cheese
    You better peep the berreta of a nigga sleep

    Big bone:
    'cuz they be knowin' about the city that i'm comin out of
    Check your shit
    You might come up short of your hefty grip
    We nightcrawlers straight underground
    Jackin' you for your shit nigga
    What you gonna do now?
    When you see us niggas comin' through
    Grab your bitch and your kids
    We want 'em too
    Yeah, 'cuz playaz come out when it's sunny
    But when night time comes
    Those playaz turn into gangstas and get they money

    D-day: all the time i'm pumpin dope
    For those who underestimate the propa shit
    And won't quit until i accumulate the propa grip
    So don't trip
    As we get with these fools who thought they knew
    From the gate
    Keep it straight when fuckin' with my crew
    'cuz i'll be going up out my way to keep this shit straight
    Mobb down about the town like a pancake
    Earthquake i'm shakin 'em up like my hurricane
    Applying pressure whenever and it's a damn shame

    Chorus(x2)
    We spit the superfly shit
    Makin' a bitch say hey
    Them sick wid' it niggas get they cash money
    We keep them pistols and gats
    Down for peelin' them caps
    'cuz them niggas from my camp get's down like that

    D-day:
    Keep on hearin' niggaz hollin 'bout they ass gotta go
    And where they gotta be
    One more time i kick rhymes and they don't wanna see
    Do rae me
    Rippin' shit on this m-i-c
    Down with two more muthafuckas
    Who finna spit it see

    Big bone: fuckin with this rap could be bubblelicous
    Clear the industry of guppies and goldfishes
    We spit the super fly raps
    Makin' a bitch say shit
    Who the fuck could it be
    A-1 and b-legit

    B-legit:
    They got me twisted as hell
    It seems i see some females
    Some long ass weaves guess jeans and lee nails
    But i can't tell
    The corbel ain't got me brainy
    Bitches all stuck to my paint 'cuz i'm candy
    Hand me the muthafuckin' blunt ba-by
    I do's a bird 35 down i-eigh-ty
    I'm tryin' to get this bitch to the show now
    Oh you know it go down
    Fuckin with the t-nown bitch

    Chorus(x2)
    We spit the superfly shit
    Makin' a bitch say hey
    Them sick wid' it niggas get they cash money
    We keep them pistols and gats
    Down for peelin' them caps
    'cuz them niggas from my camp get's down like that

    Big bone:
    I'm clowin' muthafuckas givin' 'em away
    Got your whole block flooded with meth and yay
    Tell the asian man i'm on my way
    I need major hook
    Niggas hog moggin'
    Tryin' to keep the whole book
    But it don't go down like that
    I bring the heat
    Leave a nigga relaxing in his front seat
    Head back like he asleep
    With the reak of a muddy lake
    Caught a man code 3 bring the yellow tape

    D-day:
    As i get in where i fit in
    Some funky ass shit
    Down with niggas in my click
    To let 'em know who they be fuckin' wit'
    Got the shit locked down like up in sq
    Comin' new in '96 is what you best do
    I test 1,2 and then i straight run through
    Up in the v-a double where you best come true
    'cuz i'll be choppin' up on this game like a ginsu
    And all you bitches and tricks know what a nigga like me into

    B-legit:
    Some thousand gram units with the cash around 'em
    I'll pour 'em out the window
    And the task they found 'em
    They try to get a nigga
    But it's too much scratch
    And fools from my camp get's down like that

    Chorus(x4)
    We spit the superfly shit
    Makin' a bitch say hey
    Them sick wid' it niggas get they cash money
    We keep them pistols and gats
    Down for peelin' them caps
    'cuz them niggas from my camp get's down like that

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