letra de get shot (feat. 50 cent & young buck) - lloyd banks
[chorus: 50 cent]
go ‘head n-gg- stunt! – get shot the f-ck up!
g-unit n-gg-, what? ! – get shot the f-ck up!
go ‘head try ya luck! – get shot the f-ck up!
keep thinkin’ it’s a game! – get shot the f-ck up! {shadyville!}
n-gg- go ‘head act tough! – get shot the f-ck up!
i’ll pull out that tech! – get shot the f-ck up!
show some respect or – get shot the f-ck up!
go ‘head call the cops! – get shot the f-ck up! {what?}
[verse 1: 50 cent:]
call me crazy! [shot] – cause i’ll show a n-gg- no mercy
every other day i hear n-gg-s tryna murc me
but it’s all hood! – my n-gg- it’s all good! (yeah!)
stay with a gat! – teflon on my back!
n-gg-s know my style so they ease up off me
now .40 cali’ pop! i ain’t k!lln’ ’em softly! (whoooo!)
now tanya havin’ baby after baby she locked up
and they all layin’ ’round he on the l and he locked up. {haha!}
n-gg-s go nuts in the club when i pop up
cause everytime i’m around a n-gg- get chopped up. {c’mon!}
my n-gg-s look for n-gg- with they wrist all rocked up
and they gon’ come up out that sh-t and get popped up
[chorus: 50 cent]
go ‘head n-gg- stunt! – get shot the f-ck up!
g-unit n-gg-, what? ! – get shot the f-ck up!
go ‘head try ya luck! – get shot the f-ck up!
keep thinkin’ it’s a game! – get shot the f-ck up!
n-gg- go ‘head act tough! – get shot the f-ck up!
i’ll pull out that tech! – get shot the f-ck up!
show some respect {lloyd bank$!} – or get shot the f-ck up!
go ‘head call the cops! {“mo money… “!} – get shot the f-ck up! {“in the bank”!}
[verse 2: lloyd bank$:]
godd-mn for what [shot] you ain’t gotta convince
you just sold 6 million records you ain’t gotta do this. {whoooo!}
i got a new toy that’ll burn a hater
and put a red dot in his eye like the f-ckin’ terminator. [shot] {oooh!}
now they boys all grown
i give nicknames to my b-tches and my guns like go-run and jawbone
i’m next in line the future of this rap sh-t
when i go, they’ll be 100 shooters at my casket. {d-mn!}
ready to go and put the rugers to the basket
i p-ss thru these street n-gg-s that use to get they -ss kicked
man, what kind of beef do they want?
lil’ kids’ll find ya body in the gr-ss at the easter egg hunt. (whooo!) {whoooooooooo!}
every bid up out the rose comin’ outta the ziplock
for round n-gg-s that don’t give a f-ck about hip-hop!
you can count me in if it’s fast cash
n-gg- i’m ’bout my money! – i’m flyin’ to j-pan with a gas mask! {d-mn!}
[chorus: 50 cent]
go ‘head n-gg- stunt! – get shot the f-ck up!
g-unit n-gg-, what? ! – get shot the f-ck up!
go ‘head try ya luck! – get shot the f-ck up!
keep thinkin’ it’s a game – and get shot the f-ck up!
n-gg- go ‘head act tough! – get shot the f-ck up!
i’ll pull out that tech! – get shot the f-ck up!
show some respect or – get shot the f-ck up!
go ‘head call the cops! – get shot the f-ck up! {get back!} [shot]
[verse 3: young buck:]
my bullets go thru teflon, open up ya chest bone n-gg- (blaaat!)
we shooti’n at anybody even the wrong n-gg-s. {whoooooooo!}
i pop these glocks knockin’ these cops on they back
it was only a traffic stop but i went for my strap. [automatic gunshots] {young buck!}
he shot once, i let off mine first (boom!)
nothins worse than ya momma see you ridin’ in a hersse
this 12” gauge’ll knock a coward off his converse, (hahaaa!)
have you wobblin’ and weepin’ screamin’: “help me lord, i’m hurt!
bank$ bought me an ak for my birthday
like the burger king commercial, you can have it your way!
dirty south ’til i’m dead but i love the east
so you would think i’m from queens till you look at my teeth. (whooo!)
and i got sumthin’ in my jeans that’ll clear off the streets, (come on!)
shoot once and blow ya back out thru ya backseat
i signed with 50 just because a n-gg- love beef
may the best man win cause when i seem him we gon’ eat. {what?} – blat!
[chorus: 50 cent]
go ‘head n-gg- stunt! – get shot the f-ck up!
g-unit n-gg-, what? ! – get shot the f-ck up!
go ‘head try ya luck! – get shot the f-ck up!
keep thinkin’ it’s a game! – get shot the f-ck up! {g-unit…}
n-gg- go ‘head act tough! {can’t we stop!} – get shot the f-ck up!
i’ll pull out that tech! – get shot the f-ck up!
show some respect or – get shot the f-ck up!
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