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letra de get you now (ruffs + rares) - kmd

[intro]
{-beep!-} the f-ck was that man?
that sh-t blew my head man…
we’re coming to get you, n-gga

[verse 1: zev love x]
i got a brand new .380 in the box, made like glocks
a shoebox of bullets, two clips, no safety lock
won’t get knocked ’cause i avoid the raids
catchin’ mad bodies like the aids, i used to carry blades
now i’m fully loaded, save the bold sh-t
tempt me, i’ma empty the whole sh-t, that’s that cold sh-t
and that’s what i’m into, and plus it’s winter
and beef ain’t squished until the bullet enter
dead center or dead broke, when i got thе flame out
i’m stickin’ up a drunk at the liquor store, hе came out
’cause my rent’s due, f-ck with my money i’ma dead you
and you can tell the essence x sent you and he meant to cut your throat
and may your last breath, wait
i got a bullet for your ass wit’cha name and your death date
n-gga!

[interlude]
there it is – that’s what got him
i don’t know man…
[chorus: zev love x & dj subroc]
i got my get-u-now (we gonna get-u-now)
i got my get-u-now (we gonna get-u-now)
i got my get-u-now (we gonna get-u-now)
i got my get-u-now (we gonna get-u-now)

[interlude]
{-beep!-} the f-ck was that man?
that sh-t blew my head man…

[verse 2: zev love x]
i had to get a shotty, the barrel’s a double one
’cause my sidewalk got more sh-lls than bubblegum
stuck on it, i’m settin’ it, bring it if you want it
and i still got my .22, won’t never point it, though
i go hip-hop, it pays by the sheets
so, f-ck my mother-in-law, i’m finna run the streets
be the syntax error, delete
i live to spin wax, repeat but on beat

[chorus: zev love x & dj subroc]
i got my get-u-now (we gonna get-u-now)
i got my get-u-now (we gonna get-u-now)
i got my get-u-now (we gonna get-u-now)
i got my get-u-now (we gonna get-u-now)
[interlude: zev love x]
yo, f-ck [?]
all right, do it motherf-cker, put it in your vest
that’s what got him
i don’t know

[verse 3: zev love x]
i got it: my tool, my utensil
to draw lead in that ass like a pencil with a stencil
and let me see them kids who had beef in the summer
and their mugs all look like helen keller but dumber
ain’t that a bummer? i’ll take you out your misery
i be the mad bluff caller like, caller id motherf-cker!
i’m rakin’ in the dough by the heap
(get the cash) c-cypher-punks can’t ‘pete
(buck his ass) the last that you heard of your jeep as you sleep
i buy it off my boys for dirt cheap

[chorus: zev love x & dj subroc]
we gonna get-u-now, uh
we gonna get-u-now, yeah
we gonna get-u-now, huh
we gonna get-u-now

[outro: zev love x]
n-gga! f-cka, uhh, watch you drop!
you know what the f-ck we talkin’ about, word is bond
and we ghost, c.m.!

- kmd

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