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letra de the get back - dre da gemini

[intro: dre da gemini]
this a little somethin’-somethin’ for the player-players
gon’ head, get your mind right, ah yeah
get your groove on (yeah)
y’all know what time it is (ayy, yeah)

[verse 1: dre da gemini]
these n-ggas plot for me to lose and i ain’t with that
better watch out for the jams we ’bout to drop
’cause this the get back
can’t f-ck with us, yo sh-t lack (uh)
n-ggas out here cappin’ with they b-tch ass
i’m in my big bag, y’all n-ggas big mad, i get that
i put the soul inside my catalogue
we chiefin’ off this purple
need no perky’s nor no adderall
don’t disrespect my circle
n-ggas hatin’, is you mad or nah?
my mama told me make a change and you can have it all
i said “i love you” for a reason, knowin’ what i believe in
praise in service like a deacon, i’m grateful to you
love to my kinfolks and my friends, i’m never hateful to you
even this music got my back, i’m always faithful to you
this sh-t goes out to all my legends up in shreveport to h-town
we the face now, we makin’ great sound
done with the verse, so i just had to let you know
but don’t forget that this sh-t came straight from the soul
soulful
[interlude: ag3]
yeah
you win some, you lose some
(this from the garden?)
but when you lose some, go get that sh-t back, boy

[verse 2: ag3]
you see my day to day
don’t look like facetiming with my bae to bae
girl, i play to win
you women play to play, okay, okay
this one ain’t for you, but don’t go cray like ye
i’ma have you jammin’ this one back though
catch a heartbreak on my 808
i keep droppin’ features, sittin’ on a tape
most y’all not competin’ with this type of work
a 9 to 5 is shake and bake
all i’m sayin’ don’t expect a boss to give a rookie game
better that you way ahead of fellas over zealous, lame
you can never get back what you fumbled
but you have a chance to change
maybe not if you never practiced a thing
i lost a lot bein’ deranged
i could’ve been on lane, switchin’ to the lane, goin’ to the bank
need my bread, need my everything, get back in the brrt
(i swear he be talkin’ all that, but i don’t ever see him back it up)
f-ck all that talkin’, we gon’ cut the chit-chat
i need my money, honey, this the get back
[interlude: dom texa$]
yeah
4-20 blazed up, face up
you could throw a parade to this one
uh, dom texas

[verse 3: dom texa$]
see, i’d rather smoke my good and show love from a distance
she’s so submissive, she f-cks with my presence like it was christmas
never slippin’
i’m on another path, i’m pavin’ ways
give a d-mn about your feedback
and i could never change my ways
what y’all know about gettin’ respect from the muscle?
very refreshed ’cause i came up, put reps in and remained humble
kick my feet out
was the coldest back in school
but was a k!ller with that freestyle
changin’ game and takin’ names
could give a f-ck about your cheap style
keep the beat goin’
feel like the sharpest of the blades to the snakes
so i’ma keep mowin’
see the block is hot, can’t f-ck with y’all who pocket watch
i’m on another timing with this rhyming and i’m not gon’ stop
i took the pivot, changed the way i move and i’m not gon’ change
i want my pockets just like respusha, big with lots of weight

- dre da gemini

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