Eightball And Mjg Get Low Lyrics

Get Low Lyrics

[Chorus: x2]

Get low (get low), get low (get low)

They fight (they
fight), they fight (they fight)

Get low (get low), get low (get low)

They shoot (they shoot), they shoot (they shoot)



[Verse: 8
Ball]

Whats the worse shit heard

A shotgun blast from the back a ya
head

Niggas don't know who got hit

But I know fo sho somebody
dead

All I hear is people scream in the background

Everybody in the
club down on tha flo

Everybody in the VIP was

Runnin over heat tokin
from the back door

I don't see MJG nowhere

Gunshots still pop in the
mayhem

Imma reach fo the heat that I snuck in

Hope my shots don't
hit the innocent

Seems like we done been here a long time

But its
only been about 5 minutes

Shoulda stayed my ass at home

Its too
late now I'm already in it

Whats the worse shit seen

Blood on the
flo, blood on the wall

People gettin hit didn't do nothing

Baby
don't know, momma ain't comin home

And I don't know what started it
all

...

A nigga done went too far

Now you gotta run and deal
wit the law

And I don't wanna do nuthin but get home

I don't wanna
see nuthin but the freeway

I don't wanna have to pop this four five

But I will if it mean Imma get away

Pull back let it all go

Run
outside, jump in the vee-hic

Burn off doin eighty four

Nigga wanna
get me, boy betta be quick



[Chorus: x4]

Get low (get low),
get low (get low)

They fight (they fight), they fight (they fight)

Get low (get low), get low (get low)

They shoot (they shoot), they
shoot (they shoot)



[Verse: MJG]

Witnesses runnin, talkin
bout the shootas is comin

... Get low

... That make me wonder how
they got it through the front door

Security beatin the hell outta some of
the instigatas

Who started the fuck rucous in the first place

And
there ain't even no way I could sugar coat it

As bad is I want the shit
to be over and be the worse case

...

I'm tryin to make it to my
chevy,

I don't give a fuck about the bitches Or the little money Imma
spend now

MJG ... I'm just tryna get up out the club like

So don't
be stickin yo hand up to me talkin bout you hurtin

You a veteran now hit
me wit a dub spot

And ain't no way I'm tryna get hit wit a stray
bullet

But no matta what chu say nigga they pull it

...

A
nigga who on a mission to get me and everybody

Who came wit me back to
mutha fuckin safety

And don't nobody but me and a couple niggas who kill
nigga for real

...

Hit the ignition on the Chevy Impala

To
keep the lookout for me I just cut the music on the lo-lo

I got my hand
on the fo-fo

Tellin my people to get down, help me look out for the
po-po

Put it in drive, hit the accelerator

... Pistol wippin while
I'm dippin now

Anotha episode of niggas tryna get out the club

Because anotha mutha fucka nigga trippin now



[Chorus: x4]

Get low (get low), get low (get low)

They fight (they fight), they
fight (they fight)

Get low (get low), get low (get low)

They shoot
(they shoot), they shoot (they shoot)