Get-U-Now

The fuck was that man?

That shit blew my head man

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I got a brand new .380 in the box, made like glocks

A shoebox of bullets, two clips, no safety locks

Won't get knocked 'cause I avoid the rage

Catchin' mad bodies like the AIDS

I used to carry blades, now I'm fully loaded, save the bullshit

Tempt me, I'ma empty the whole shit, that's that cold shit

And that's what I'm into, and plus it's winter

And beef ain't squished until the bullet enter

Dead center or dead broke, when I got the flame out

I'm stickin' up a drunk at the liquor store, he came out

'Cause my rent's due, fuck with my money I'ma dead you

And you can tell the accents X sent you

And he meant it, cut your throat, and maim your last breath, wait

I got a bullet for your ass wit' ya name and your death date (nigga)

(There it is, that's what got him)

(I don't know man)

I got my Get-U-Now (he's gonna Get-U-Now)

I got my Get-U-Now (he's gonna Get-U-Now)

I got my Get-U-Now (he's gonna Get-U-Now)

I got my Get-U-Now (he's gonna Get-U-Now)

The fuck was that man?

That shit blew my head man

I had to get a shotty, the barrel's a double one

'Cause my sidewalk got more shells than bubblegum

Stuck on it, I'm settin' it, bring it if you want it

And I still got my .22, I'll never point it though

I go hip-hop, it pays by the sheets

So fuck my mother-in-law, I'm finna run the streets

Be the syntax error, delete

I live to spin wax, compete with off-beat

I got my Get-U-Now (he's gonna Get-U-Now)

I got my Get-U-Now (he's gonna Get-U-Now)

I got my Get-U-Now (he's gonna Get-U-Now)

I got my Get-U-Now (he's gonna Get-U-Now)

♪

I got it, my tool, my utensil

To draw lead in that ass like a pencil with a stencil

And let me see them kids who had beef in the summer

And they mugs, all look like Helen Keller but dumber

Ain't that a bummer? I'll take you out your misery

I'll be the mad bluff caller like, caller ID motherfucker!

I'm rakin' in the dough by the heap

(Get the cash) c-cypher-punks can't 'pete

(Buck his ass) the last that you heard of your Jeep

As you sleep, I buy it off my boys for dirt cheap

Watch me now

We gonna Get-U-Now (uh)

We gonna Get-U-Now (yeah)

We gonna Get-U-Now (uh)

We gonna Get-U-Now

(Nigga! Fucka, uhh, watch you drop!)

(You know what the fuck we talkin' about, word is bond)

(And we ghost, CM!)