MO3 - Get Back lyrics
[MO3 - Get Back lyrics]
Yeah (LC)
Ay, pull over real quick there go the opps
Spin back around, nigga, hurry up
That's on gang
(Marcuss, you killin' the beat)
Did this for my dawg, yeah
This that get back (Get back)
When it's war, yeah, we go tit-for tat
(Tit-for tat)
Ring around the Rosie with this big mac
Don't come around who we don't know
You get your shit clapped (Gang gang)
Got a lot of hollows poppin' out this choppa
Get your shit splat (Gang gang)
Tell 'em it ain't no thang
Bitch, this Liu Kang
This bitch got kick back
I got the drop on a opp kickback
Yeah, bitch, click-clack breakin' a Kit-Kat
Oh, they not with that? Run down
On 'em I meant that
Gang-gang, this that get back (yeah)
Fuck it, I ain't worried about a opp
'cause we gon' slump somethin'
Make my young nigga come slump one
Get the drop, then bitch, you done for
Streets be like "Y'all put 'em up, huh?"
Yeah, they know Lil' 3 gon' touch somethin'
You hear them drums? Rum-bum-bum-bum
My gorillas, they too dumb dumb (Gang-gang)
They too basic
They be cappin' when they rappin'
No internet, bitch, I won't at 'em
Get off the 'Gram and let's get active
The only time they get a tag from me
(When?) when I toe tag 'em
Big ol' choppa, body bag 'em
Bitch, I'm cutthroat, I'm a savage
You can't bang with my gorillas
Bitch, this blicky not for fashion
I'm laughin' at they dead potnas
I put them bitches in them caskets
All that dissin' on B Jizzle and Roy Lee
You see what happened
After we put them niggas up, talk
About 'em in my captions, yeah
Did this for my dawg, yeah
This that get back (This that get back)
When it's war, yeah, we go tit-for tat
(Tit-for tat)
Ring around the Rosie with this big mac
(Why-y) don't come around who we don't know
You get your shit clapped (Why-y-y-y)
She only fuck me for the money
So I hit and make her thicker
Then I ask her have she ever fucked a killer
(yeah) look her in her face and she
Tell me I'm that nigga (yeah yeah)
Knowin' that I'm half man, other half gorilla
My young nigga get to geekin' with that
Burner and I can't calm 'em down
He itchin' for a body, if I can't get 'em
He gon' wipe 'em out
My gorillas, they too cut throat, I say go
Them niggas chalk 'em out
Hit the floor, we brought them choppas out
Up the score, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout
She gon' fuck me like a pro
She on go, yeah, it's up, ho
(Up, ho) hangin' out the window
I got choppas by the bus load (Bow)
Turn these bitches into ashes
Yeah thats gun smoke (Grrt)
I'll wipe out my own kinfolk just to
Show 'em that I'm cut throat
Heard a nigga from 'round my way
Gave y'all the drop, okay yeah, bet that
But he can't talk to y'all no more
Guess what? (Hah) Got that lil' nigga wacked
44 with a scope, ho, like I'm robo
I'ma fold 'em hashtag gorilla posted
Let 'em know that's my emoji (I'm big Osama)
We gon' catch 'em 'cause they said that
(Gang) heard they put money on my head
Well tell them bitches get they bread back
(Gang-gang)
I'm really steppin' like that, yeah yeah
(On gang) i'm big Osama, yeah
Y'all talkin' to a dead man (Why-y-y-y)
Did this for my dawg, yeah
This that get back
When it's war, yeah, we go tit-for tat
Ring around the Rosie with this big mac
Don't come around who we don't know
You get your shit clapped
Ay, pull over real quick there go the opps
Spin back around, nigga, hurry up
That's on gang
(Marcuss, you killin' the beat)
Did this for my dawg, yeah
This that get back (Get back)
When it's war, yeah, we go tit-for tat
(Tit-for tat)
Ring around the Rosie with this big mac
Don't come around who we don't know
You get your shit clapped (Gang gang)
Got a lot of hollows poppin' out this choppa
Get your shit splat (Gang gang)
Tell 'em it ain't no thang
Bitch, this Liu Kang
This bitch got kick back
I got the drop on a opp kickback
Yeah, bitch, click-clack breakin' a Kit-Kat
Oh, they not with that? Run down
On 'em I meant that
Gang-gang, this that get back (yeah)
Fuck it, I ain't worried about a opp
'cause we gon' slump somethin'
Make my young nigga come slump one
Get the drop, then bitch, you done for
Streets be like "Y'all put 'em up, huh?"
Yeah, they know Lil' 3 gon' touch somethin'
You hear them drums? Rum-bum-bum-bum
My gorillas, they too dumb dumb (Gang-gang)
They too basic
They be cappin' when they rappin'
No internet, bitch, I won't at 'em
Get off the 'Gram and let's get active
The only time they get a tag from me
(When?) when I toe tag 'em
Big ol' choppa, body bag 'em
Bitch, I'm cutthroat, I'm a savage
You can't bang with my gorillas
Bitch, this blicky not for fashion
I'm laughin' at they dead potnas
I put them bitches in them caskets
All that dissin' on B Jizzle and Roy Lee
You see what happened
After we put them niggas up, talk
About 'em in my captions, yeah
Did this for my dawg, yeah
This that get back (This that get back)
When it's war, yeah, we go tit-for tat
(Tit-for tat)
Ring around the Rosie with this big mac
(Why-y) don't come around who we don't know
You get your shit clapped (Why-y-y-y)
She only fuck me for the money
So I hit and make her thicker
Then I ask her have she ever fucked a killer
(yeah) look her in her face and she
Tell me I'm that nigga (yeah yeah)
Knowin' that I'm half man, other half gorilla
My young nigga get to geekin' with that
Burner and I can't calm 'em down
He itchin' for a body, if I can't get 'em
He gon' wipe 'em out
My gorillas, they too cut throat, I say go
Them niggas chalk 'em out
Hit the floor, we brought them choppas out
Up the score, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout
She gon' fuck me like a pro
She on go, yeah, it's up, ho
(Up, ho) hangin' out the window
I got choppas by the bus load (Bow)
Turn these bitches into ashes
Yeah thats gun smoke (Grrt)
I'll wipe out my own kinfolk just to
Show 'em that I'm cut throat
Heard a nigga from 'round my way
Gave y'all the drop, okay yeah, bet that
But he can't talk to y'all no more
Guess what? (Hah) Got that lil' nigga wacked
44 with a scope, ho, like I'm robo
I'ma fold 'em hashtag gorilla posted
Let 'em know that's my emoji (I'm big Osama)
We gon' catch 'em 'cause they said that
(Gang) heard they put money on my head
Well tell them bitches get they bread back
(Gang-gang)
I'm really steppin' like that, yeah yeah
(On gang) i'm big Osama, yeah
Y'all talkin' to a dead man (Why-y-y-y)
Did this for my dawg, yeah
This that get back
When it's war, yeah, we go tit-for tat
Ring around the Rosie with this big mac
Don't come around who we don't know
You get your shit clapped