Get the shot. The radio is playing it's pomp and circumstance. A tuneless melody of tragedy and consequence. The TV is playing it's pomp and circumstance
dollar Boy club Mexicali thug style I got Money to get back, I'm fresh off the drug drought FED's couldn't stop me, head shots didn't pop me Wouldn't
where he go I'm that homie Gat on me I'm the kid not that phony Anybody that know me Knows im here to get that money! Yeah! [Missy Elliott] Heeyyyy! Now get
suited with last names like perms! niggas, get your hands of your cracks, come to terms with yourself If you don't get any bigger Pink Caddy driving,
thug, even though I know better! My only love is fo my guerillas and fo da cheddar! So all you mark ass nigga's get da fuck up outta dogde! Get ya life
me dead, instead of watching me get my bread Some of my closest niggaz, wanna see me lose it all But the love of my name is on, they can't get in my
First I feel a head rush, then I feel my heart pump Go and get it, gotta have it where it's at nigga Get down on the ground, get flat nigga Fuck tomorrow
friend of mine Only thing I qualify for, is murder and Penitentiary time Y'all should of shot me, in the jimmy instead But I guess they was feeling eachother, to get
And you a fool, if you thinking that I won't jab I hate the world, is the kind of attitude I got But I could justify reasons, for any dude I shot So I
Look at this world we living in, everybody got a bad attitude and a glock Seem like we living just to become a victim, of a random shot Everytime I turn
ain't true, if it ain't crew, it's a mexican deed I'ma catch an attitude instntly bitch you plexing with me And ain't no begging for mercy because you shot
out of the jail house, I can afford to bail out You can call me the post man, all I do is follow my mail route I got a stank ass attitude, excuse me nigga
sanity's now insane I be busting for nothing homie, I'm addicted to shots Blame my hood, cause that's just the way it is on my block I got a bad attitude
m sleep I ain't never been the type, to hang with a lot of niggas Plus my attitude is rude, so I'ma be done shot a nigga Please let me keep my cool, until I get
m a midwest coastrider Nutty northsider fool with a attitude nickname handyman I stay with a couple pools [Chorus:] Bad chicks, hot cars, bank rose, fuck the laws Get
on the trigger of my Glock Ridin down the block lickin shots at the punk-ass *cops* And spittin game through my mobile phone The type of shit to get them
