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letra de i get it - selfmade stunna

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i get it
i get it
i, i, i get it x2
ff boys we gets it, dont make sense but we gets it
dolla signs we gets it, bottem line we gets it

i get it
i get it
i, i, i get it x 2
them hat boys we gets it, dont make sense but we gets it
dolla signs we gets it, bottem line we gets it, stunt!

verse 1

i gets it like a bad pun/i whips it, like a bad son/ i get get my d-ck l!cked from a a bad b-tch black and asian/ from the birth place of fat joe and tha late great big pun/but i be that big n-gga that come thru nd ill whip sumn/ ill spit sumn thats type crack/ yall n-ggas is type wack/ i sh-t on tha compet-tion like they on my -ss crack/ i come thru and i k!ll tha beats every time im nasdaq/ im risin on you n-ggas addin stocks and gettin figures/ man you just what it figured/ this is fip official/im posted up on tha strip, with a big -ss pistol/couple of them grams case a n-gga wanna get two, out here tryna get it for every n-gga not wit it, you enemies/ and f-ck it i ain’t type to juss chill and not squeeze/ i’mma treat you like you a lemon ill make a life outta n-ggas/ f-ck these n-ggas talkin i dont write for these n-ggas i just spit it get wit it, stunt!

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verse 2
ok i get it like ebay/ these n-ggas can’t see straight/ cuz if they think they can see me then these n-ggas is re-tay/ r-t-rd, cuz he hard/ come thru nd ill beat bars/ all over these n-ggas head/ punchlines prolly knock out mother f-ckin waka flocka dreads/im commin thru im gettin all this money n-ggas know that i was bronx bred/ i been tryna eat so d-mn sure gon get fed/ if n-ggas try to go fed/ im commin at these n-ggas head/ this is real sh-t young n-ggas out grindin/ hat boy commin thru u knoee i prymetyme it/ if these n-ggas talkin sh-t i hide in long island/ come back wit like a couple clips wild out and start wild’n/ uhh yall n-ggas know w-ssup yall know just who i fee’s wit/ its first family my n-ggas tha cleanest/ and if you talk sh-t we gon clean it/ nd we gon put u in tha grave under cement n-gga

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verse 3
ok its prymetime like before you paint/ you know i go hard in tha paint/ these young n-ggas they talk sh-t they weed mid my sh-t stank/ i be smokin that loud got my sh-t smellin like under arms/ commin thru nd im ballin on these n-ggas like underarmor/ f-ck these n-ggas talkin bout they ain’t commin nowhere harder/stunna man be gettin money son’n n-ggas like they father/ sun’n n-ggas like tha sky/ smokin weed nd now a n-gga high im prolly in tha sky/ n-ggas see me rockin true religions in they levi’s start gettin jealous/ i’mma young motherf-cker that should be beheaded/ cuz tha sh-t that i do tha stuntin ov this degree these n-gg-ss can’t stack to stunna this stunna ain’t stackin me nahh!

- selfmade stunna

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