Get It

[Verse 1: Los]

I use to wheelie the bike, dribble to ball

Now I'm ballin' when I travel, no dribble at all

I use to run suicides, impressin' my coach

Now I'm fly like I quit the team I ain't messin with coach

I watched Michael Jordan take flight

Hammer? did the typewriter

My first freestyles came as a bike rider

Cause I used to spin the handle bars round

And that's quite a spin cause I handle bars now

I use to play hide and go seek on the roof

Now the roof play hide and go seek on my coupe

Uhhh, I used to clean up my sneakers with a toothbrush

Now my show game floss a lil' too much

But, I'm exactly what my hood need

I've been mackin' since Ewing had good knees

Geez, say hello to the problem

Cause now I'm watchin' Melo at the garden

And I'm thinkin that life got colder

Had a chip on my shoulder

But I got a little older and the World don't owe ya

Nothing, no bluffin' when they ask me how I did it

I tell em that I push it to the limit

Nigga I gotta ge-ge-get it

Ge-ge-get it

Ge-ge-ge-ge-ge-ge-ge-get it

Ge-ge-get it, ge-ge-get it

Ge-ge-ge-ge-ge-ge-ge-get it

If you came up poor in the hood like me

And just wanted to know what the good life be

Watchin all the hustlers and the big body cars

Wrist full of ice livin' life like a star

Nigga you betta ge-ge-get it

Ge-ge-get it

Ge-ge-ge-ge-ge-ge-ge-get it

Ge-ge-get it, ge-ge-get it

Ge-ge-ge-ge-ge-ge-ge-get it

[Verse 2: XV]

Blessing this game and it still ain't safe

They say Johnson is magic, labels still don't aid

Killin' these bloodsuckers and I still ain't Blade

But I'm still going off like my bills ain't paid

But my dues are, huge bars, In the game like Pooch Hall

Me and seven grew up lik4 a coupe with only 2 doors

Get it, that's a coupe muthafucka

These bitches see no roof and go woof to a nigga

I used to watch Stars Wars and used to act like Darth Vader

Daddy's princess and swallow up my light saber

I used to play Donkey Kong country

Now I go bananas all over the dman country

Came outta Kansas they say we a little country

Now I'm a blow us up like we are our own little country

Been this way since King Kong was just a baby monkey

When haters were just turkeys was just funky

1985 watching Voltron and Mcguyver put together the pieces of the city on fire

Nothing, no bluffin'w hent hey ask me how I did it

I tell 'em that I push 'em to the limit

Nigga I gotta...

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Los]

There like oh shit the crown ain't safe Los snappin'

You took the words right out my mouth like closed caption

Cause no passion is matchin' mine

And you wanna mash it up with' the mastamind

Huhh, h-h-how you passin me I leave ya

I don't kno no limits like Masta P with' amnesia

I used to watch Rambo with' the ammo and the shotgun

Then I watched Randel when he scrambled then the shotgun

I still play freeze tag with my main crew

I mean I don't but my watch and my chain do

Uh, I'm talki rice and montana

Now promoters wan know, what's my price in montana

I say I'm from the murder

Where they cook it on the burner

And they whipped it in the pot

'Fore they put it in on the corner nigga

Welcome to the spot

Wanna know what? I'm a learn first rule

Mind ya business if the shit jus don't concern ya

Cause...

Life got colder had a chip on my shoulder

But I got a little older and the world don't owe ya

Mothing, no bluffin' when they ask me how I did it

I tell 'em that I push it to the limit

[Hook]