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letra de get it on the floor (ca$h mob mix) - dmx

let’s get it on!!

we don’t give a what what!!
we don’t give a what what!! (shiet)

get it on the floor
get it get it on the floor (what?!)
get it on the floor
get it get it on the floor (what?!)
you don’t wanna party then your -ss gotta go (what?!)
you don’t wanna party then your -ss gotta go (c’mon!)
now you can ride to this motherf-cker (uh)
bounce to this motherf-cker (uh)
freak to this motherf-cker (let’s get it on)
get it on the floor (what?!)
get it get it on the floor (what?!)
get it on the floor (what?!)
get it get it on the floor (that’s right)

once again it’s the dark-man, n-gga
hit or spark a n-gga
break apart a n-gga
but the dog is bigger, under stress
so unless
you’re wanting to bless
to the chest
these slugs from his liver rest rest!
or the pump’ll put a hurt on a n-gga
dumb s-x, motherf-cker feeding dirt on a n-gga
my hands stay dirty, ’cause i play dirty the mob way
you don’t know? f-ck it, find out the hard way
a n-gga’s job is never done
i handle my business how it come
and there’s never been a one on one
nor has there been a problem
i dissolve them
i’m like salt, lock it up
hate to fall but never wreck his car
and it’s my fault, keep n-ggas on point ducking down
n-ggas like you need to get busted, you f-cking clown
i extort to support my peeps
and hold down the fort, never get caught ’cause i creeps
n-gga!

which way to go
should i play that low for what i did the other day?
they on their way to float, got me striking this random
i can’t stand ’em fake -ss n-ggas wanting to be the phantom
looking over my shoulder, cause it’s colder than it was
and start shorty, because i’m a little older than cuz
and the buzz
from the saw with the chain
to your brain
will turn that big n-gga to a f-cking stain
that pain from the dirt makes the hurt go away for a minute
but i’m gon’ die by it cause i’m like knee deep in it
and you motherf-ckers wonder why i start sh-t?
’cause when you look in my face, you see that hard sh-t!
’cause i done been to h-ll and back
i ain’t wit selling crack
i’d rather rob a n-gga, leave him wit a sh-ll up in his back
on the real, just to show proof
i hit the g.w.b., and blow the whole roof
off the toll booth, b-tch -ss n-gga!

when i crawl, leave a n-gga sprawled out after i spoke him
i’ll slit his throat, d-ck in the mud, and let his blood
choke him
up north, n-ggas get the pick stuck up in em
and in the streets, b-tches get the d-ck stuck up in em
my m.o. is man-slaughter, kid
’cause, on the reals, i done wet up more motherf-ckers than
water did
slid, ’cause i got to slide when the dirt is done
a homicide, but they want me on the murder one
but as long as i got my gun, i’m aight
stay outta sight
while it’s light
and then come out at night
to make moves again
stomp and bruise again
i know i’m going to h-ll, ’cause i choose to sin
all my motherf-cking life, i been the devil’s advocate
now, n-ggas never even knew the devil had a kid
but he does; and when you hear the buzz of the chainsaw
you’ll know why i’ll split your motherf-cking brains for!

don’t start nothing, it won’t be nothing
don’t start nothing, it won’t be nothing
you wanna start something, it’s gon’ be somethin
you wanna start something, it’s gon’ be somethin
don’t start nothing, it won’t be nothing
don’t start nothing, it won’t be nothing
you wanna start something, it’s gon’ be somethin
you wanna start something, it’s gon’ be somethin
yo yo cmon!

- dmx

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