Big Hawk, Paul Wall, Slim Thug - Let's Get it On lyrics
[Big Hawk, Paul Wall, Slim Thug - Let's Get it On lyrics]
If you don't think you can back it up
Cause us real niggas ready
We done had enough
Couple raps in, now but y'all ain't adding up
Quit gassing em up, who his ass ain't tough
The streets out there that's talking shit
Niggas out there that's riding dick
Talking down on the Screwed Up Click
They must don't know who they fucking with
Five star general of the SUC
Want my click gotta go through me
Go through Ke and Mike D
Then you gotta go through Big Pokey
Who a nigga know as hard as me
Who a nigga know is smart as me
Niggas wanna know how hard is he
I'm hard as the boss more ravage D
Get your ass in like a rod and real
Hardest nigga out there with no deal
Crawling through niggas like a snow mobile
And I make shit that the real can feel
Now all you niggas know
That I got hella flow and I got hella do'
And where that came from I
Got a whole lot mo'
It's time to settle the sco'
For those who claiming best
Y'all niggas can place your bets
Cause the best rest in your T-E-X
So who's got next, step to the booth
I smash em one at a time
Or I'll just smash the whole group
Big HAWK done flew the coupe
So what's y'all talking bout
H-A-Dub-K, I'm calling niggas out
Don't speak
If you don't think you can back it up
Cause us real niggas ready
We done had enough
Couple raps in, now but y'all ain't adding up
Quit gassing em up, who his ass ain't tough
Let's get it on mayn, let's get it on hey
Let's get it on mayn, gotta get my money long
Let's get it on mayn, let's get it on hey
Let's get it on
I'm a hustler I ain't coming home
I got big money big cars
Big chains and big Glocks
Playboy bunnies in cuts or bar
I'm holding grain in candy drops
Counting stacks and bleeding blocks
When the boys talk down and they hate
But, I'm not too concerned with them fools
I'm trying to get my paper straight
I'm all real but they all fake
All talk all hype all games but not a playa
They all bark but no bite
They throw the South with all they might
Me I'm not the plexing type
But, I'm no punk bitch no not quite
I'm pieced up and I bar no fight
They chatter boxers
Steady talking down on real G's
But keep it cool just like the breeze
Playa like me about that cheese
Plenty noise my actions speak
This gangsta team is so elite
I'm representing that Swishahouse
And all haters can kiss the cheek
All haters can kill theyself
If you don't like me then come and fight me
Put him in check just like some Nikes
And whoop that ass so-so politely
If you can't walk the walk
Then really it ain't no need to talk
Let's get it on and we'll break you off
It's Paul Wall and Big HAWK
Don't speak
If you don't think you can back it up
Cause us real niggas ready
We done had enough
Couple raps in, now but y'all ain't adding up
Quit gassing em up, who his ass ain't tough
Let's get it on mayn, let's get it on hey
Let's get it on mayn, gotta get my money long
Let's get it on mayn, let's get it on hey
Let's get it on
I'm a hustler I ain't coming home
These boys be talking reckless
Like they be running Texas
Cause they done got a set of rims
And a diamond necklace
That got em feeling swoll
And got em feeling cold
Live with they mamas
But swear they ball out of control
Got some radio play
And a song that people like
You done it my nigga
Now let me see ya do it twice
And again and again, for ten years win
What you gon do
When you show Thug what you spin
And they drop in a Benz, your body style old
I got long jevity in the game
Cause my game thoed
I'm the Boss of the South
And I can back it up
And I'll ride on you haters, if you acting up
I been stacking up, since I was 17
Been in the city
In every car that you think clean
And I'm still getting green
My checks ain't stopped yet
So when you see the Boss
Show the Boss some respect
Don't speak
If you don't think you can back it up
Cause us real niggas ready
We done had enough
Couple raps in, now but y'all ain't adding up
Quit gassing em up, who his ass ain't tough
Let's get it on mayn, let's get it on hey
Let's get it on mayn, gotta get my money long
Let's get it on mayn, let's get it on hey
Let's get it on
I'm a hustler I ain't coming home