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do you get it - mr.goget!t lyrics

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[intro]
([?] made this)
yeah
[?]k, [?]k, all that
whatever you rep, add a f*ckin’ k to it
whatever you rep, add a f*ckin’ k, you know?
free all the f*ckin’ guys man
yeah, goget!t

[chorus]
limes in the bl!ck when i hope out the free
big 40 cal. if you push up on me
walk on your block how i walk on the beat
do you get it? ’cause i’m [?] sh*t in the streets
how it feel to get belt for your ass from a bucket
it’s crazy, you did all that sh*t for a piece
i’m not one of these guys ’cause i live what i spit
really feel every bar, do you get what i mean?
bullets start flyin’, you f*ck with my team
take that sh*t off bro, i don’t need a beam
certified shooter, can’t see when i creep
tip toe, let it off then i flee
no sleep, on their side everyday for a week
i only see red, wanna see the kid bleed
g26 and the g23, in a h*llcat but no srt
that’s few of the options i keep on my side
so come to [?] and come swap it with me
i really got belts, i’m bodyin’ and plus i’m outside, who the f*ck [?]
[verse]
if you haven’t touched thirty don’t talk to me
if it’s not by your side you can’t walk with me
caught a notch, sixteen, did it properly
ever since then, evil thoughts, get ’em off of me
yeah it don’t take much, one call then i’m skrrtin’ your block, tell my brodie to park up
ask about us, we spin anything, it get scary you see me and bro in that work truck, n*gga
you wanna talk smoke, let’s start with the facts
i stood on your block and you didn’t shoot back
tried callin’ that phone ’cause you thought you were sick
i was there in like ten, wind the window and clapped
then texted that phone like “boy you so lucky, i had that sh*t on me but sh*t like to jam”
he didn’t [?] but he swore that he did, now we got little gerber think he the man
pop out with a big gen 4 with a switch in the back and a box, this sh*t not for the ‘gram
ran through twenty bands in a week, half of that went to sticks, free cars and some lean for the mans

[chorus]
limes in the bl!ck when i hope out the free
big 40 cal. if you push up on me
walk on your block how i walk on the beat
do you get it? ’cause i’m [?] sh*t in the streets
how it feel to get belt for your ass from a bucket
it’s crazy, you did all that sh*t for a piece
i’m not one of these guys ’cause i live what i spit
really feel every bar, do you get what i mean?
bullets start flyin’, you f*ck with my team
take that sh*t off bro, i don’t need a beam
certified shooter, can’t see when i creep
tip toe, let it off then i flee
no sleep, on their side everyday for a week
i only see red, wanna see the kid bleed
g26 and the g23, in a h*llcat but no srt
that’s few of the options i keep on my side
so come to [?] and come swap it with me
i really got belts, i’m bodyin’ and plus i’m outside, who the f*ck [?]
[outro]
who the f*ck want [?] it my n*gga
[?] sh*t, [?]k, [?]k, [?]k, all that sh*t
whatever you rep, add a f*ckin’ k
no f*ckin’ bap
free [?], free the gang

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