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lirik lagu comin’ to getcha – boss

the boss, you suckers

i’m comin’ to getcha
(yeah)
tonight when you sleep creepin’ steady but quick
i’m here to tell ’em that b ain’t no petty b-tch
you run up, you’re gettin’ stuck what was goin’ through your mind
when you thought over boss, you could ever f-ck?
(you could ever f-ck)

so nut up, wh-ssup is i’ma drop fat gun blast
in the gash in that -ss if i find ’em i got ’em
takin’ cover from the killin’ and body bags is
the only motherf-ckin’ thang i’m fillin’
(yea)
the sp-nk villain kill forty ounce by the neck

and it’s kept on a ninety degree tilt
for me and my, diggy d o g’s, doin’ dirt with ease
shoulda got with that, n-gg-z can’t f-ck wit deez
(can’t f-ck wit deez)
b-tches straight pimpin’ ain’t no simps, and so the gang ain’t simpin’

it’s a b-tch thang and step to this one how i figure
from six feet deep you push daisies nd that ain’t no maybe, n-gg-
so step in my set and get yo’ -ss f-cked up
when i hitcha
(how you comin’?)
i’m comin’ to getcha

runnin’ and runnin’ and gunnin’ and comin’ to getcha
runnin’ and runnin’ and gunnin’ and comin’ to getcha
runnin’ and runnin’ and gunnin’ and comin’ to getcha
yo, she’s comin’ to get ya

there they go down the block, got the glock c-cked
here we come straight rollin’ in from the streets
of the boondocks, lettin’ mo’ than just a little go
gunnin’ punks down then bailin’ back to the vehicle

then that’s when heads start swellin’, you ain’t been told
somebody better f-ckin’ tell ’em ’bout the motherf-ckin’ misfits
out on that other sh-t, goin’ all out and doin’ much dirt on the killin’ tip
(much dirt)
so save the rest for the next n-gg-

i was born to start trouble so they labelled me a gravedigger
and if the five-oh step, that’s when i blast another
twenty question askin’ punk cop motherf-cker
(yeah)
don’t make your move before you think

and f-ck the judge, the jury and the godd-mn precinct
so you can see the total picture
watch your back ’cause the fact is that
boss is like comin’ to get

now check one two, e caught the flu
funky with the style, some say i’m buckwild
but step off and check out the boss
you suckers and crab motherf-ckers
(yo, she’s comin’ to getcha)

see, most b-tches don’t fit
in the category of a criminal gettin’ paid
(yeah)
where comin’ up is manditory
where nothing’s fallin’ but the motherf-ckin’ rain

and nothing’s changed but the weather
’cause life in the ghetto still ain’t gettin’ no better
i’m takin’ a knot fo’ a knot, throwin’ heavy hits
then you wonder why it’s yo’ -ss that i’m comin’ to get

’cause what i got i simply took a crook that takes it to the limit
life’s already a b-tch, without me in it
i commence to make dollars and sense, pump lead
only evidence, another ditch another n-gg- dead

if you a homie cap peeled if you play homies
never stay homies long anyway, f-ck it
see some be throwin’ for bullsh-t
that must mean on some night

i’ll take yo’ -ss out with just one shot
so when you duck from the bullets i won’t give a f-ck
you shoulda died before they hitcha
i’m comin’ to getcha

- boss

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