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letra de get the bag - havoc

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[intro: havoc]
yeah
other n-ggas is stuck in the back
got the hoopti and i did the dash
i’m the realest so i get the bag (woah)

[verse: havoc]
i’m a real n-gga
man i got “g” to the power of 2 (what’s that)
ain’t no street n-gga
but if needs be then i’ll really pack a deuce (why)
only real n-ggas got that
but the rest ain’t got a d-mn clue (why)
but it’s rest in peace lil n-ggas, is in sight in blood pools (let’s get it)
man i see cracks in the game, this sh-t is insane
i’m boutta intrude (i’m boutta intrude)
and if your girl in the way, grab on the lube
penetrate her and move (penetrate her and move)
man , we done kept in our lane
we kept it one hunnid, but moved as a unit (1 hunnid)
man, i done got me some lens
n-ggas is micro, havoc be zooming
hold up now havoc done hopped in the hoopti
yet again n-gga be zooming (zoom)
head for the track and i’m dashing, chasing the bag
and i bag it, i rack it up (cash)
i sip on lean and i flex, lookin lean
that’s effects of the activis actin up (act)
set the parameters, i got my bros by my side
that sh-t be adding up. ( add it up)
that boy’s mental deranged
f-ck it, we grab on the metal like it was a medal
my n-gga then rearrange
havoc be much too handle, the beat be the amo
young n-gga live up his name (yah)
nah i am not for the trying, i’m cannibal, n-gga that’s just kamikaze (what)
nah i’m not thinking bout money, i’m chasin’ the bag, inside be the bodies (let’s get it)
i take a hit, a drag, oh sh-t i’m relaxed, n0body can stop me
i do not f-ck with the 12, since i was 15, if i like it i cop it
yeah that he be disruptive, he jamming the wave, like he be erupting
that n-gga up to something

[hook: havoc]
other n-ggas is stuck in the back (back, back, back)
got the hoopti and i did the dash
i’m the realest so i get the bag
i’m the realest so i get the bag (woah)

[verse: lee ray]
static wrist, it’s time to get the guap (gtg)
smith & wessons, mac 11’s, n-gga why lying?
all these cappin’ gangsters tweeting “rap is dying”
seems like err’body in this game actin’ facade
b-tch i want respect
3 blunts and a cheque
call a triple threat, mari jane and my ex
n-ggas out here cappin’, what you know bout percosets?
n-ggas made of plastic, imma put you hoes to rest
came into the game, saving trap
i admit it, yeah i did it n-gga, only preach facts
chasin’ millis, like i’m diddy n-gga, gotta get the cash
i ain’t finished, but hey listen, imma thank ya’ll for the love in advance
i can’t even diss a n-gga, i’d be passing out clout
i’m only passing out blunts, to n-ggas dizzy as f-ck
get the bag it’s a must, b-tch i’m already up
i’m spending money on money, y’all spend that sh-t out at bucs
ouu, oh man i’m bad
i didn’t feel like k!lling beats, but n-gga i’m mad
yeah i was gone, n-gga now that i’m back
pay me that respect you owe, i want that sh-t in cash (lee out)

[hook: havoc]
other n-ggas is stuck in the back (back, back, back)
got the hoopti and i did the dash
i’m the realest so i get the bag
i’m the realest so i get the bag (woah)

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