Joe Budden - Let's Get It lyrics

Uh, huh, uh huh, uh huh
Yeah, you thought I was playing let's go!
Fuck you and suck my dick you rat bastards!

Who's the nigga in the sweatsuit
And Air Force 1's? Ain't worried 'bout beef
I got air force guns
A silent snub, I can hear your guns
I'm shootin' at dumb dumbs
Y'all shootin' with dumb dumbs
Major league, all my mans braggin' now
Because everybody's on the bandwagon now
See us pullin' the Benz's and Porches out
For fun we pop the hood, let the horses out
The Bacardi dark, y'all copy art (Uh, huh)
And when the shotty spark
It pierces body parts look, I keep bitches
Clowns got a lil' lip in their rim
Think they deep dishes
Wanna be real, nigga, never touch steel
Nigga
Local cat screaming that he got a deal, nigga
Your cake lil', nigga, can't pay the bills
Nigga
Steady playin' a demo that I don't feel
Nigga it's all hearsay
He's signed but he's independent
No promotion, no radio airplay
The jewels that I put on be gray
While you bummin' every week
Talkin' 'bout it's laundry day
And a lot of rappers out can't rap worse shit
On a Neptunes track spittin' wack Earth shit
Know nuttin' 'bout rap if you
Think Joe Budden can't rap
Def Jam wasn't fuckin' wit' that