Gotta Get Over (takin Loot) Lyrics

Gotta Get Over (takin Loot) lyrics

Shit it ain't go hold me back I gotta go all out to get mine
A tech nine
might come in handy for the next time
I'm frustrated chumps are making me
mad
Don't seem to understand that I'm just that bad
Too gold too bold too
fly for them to stop
The man to respect 'cause I'm ripping up blocks
I
gotta get the dough gotta run the show
I'm flipping like a kilo stash a
million or so
Go for what you feel and deal wit this
'Cause I'm
dangerous, I come real wit this
And packing and strapping, it goes along wit
the rapping
By any means necessary, you can't get buried
I may come wit a
smile but I've been known to get crazy wild
So when you scheme, yo, I scheme
too
And I've been out here and yes, I've seen you
I know your face, I know
your name and all your people kid
I've got mad connections, so won't do a
bid
I make the moves, I'm never faking
'Cause the loot is for the
taking
The loot is for the taking
Mad murderer stalk in the night when
you walk
Feelings of stone to the bone, I'm a rock
No regrets for doing
shit I had to do
I was hard headed and yea, I still am too
But you know I
got things under control
So you should slow your roll that's my advice to you
bro
A street veteran, sometimes I'm trife as a juvenile
I'll beep your
style, you can't fuck wit the golden child
That's why you're riffing but you
know you're just ass kissing
You wanna meet'cha maker, I'm a take ya
Or
else let the man command
'Cause I'll be ready to get you open, ain't no
joking, I jam
So if you wanna know who's really boss
Then try your game,
lamb, and end up taking a big loss
If I don't get my way, you're
history
To you, I'm a mystery, you never understand me
I came to grab the
tapes and be out
I came to get what's due to me 'cause I got clout
I make
the moves, I'm never faking
'Cause the loot is for the taking
The loot is
for the taking
I'm sinister, I'm selling no wolf tickets here
Rolling
correct to get my point across clear
Sights in the city make me
bitter
And I ain't taking no shit from no sucker nigga
I move swift,
always looking for the money to make
I need the cash flow, I got a lot at
stake
And I could never go out like a crab
So shut the hell up and put
the money in a big bag
Hand it over smooth like
I need fat dough, I got
things to do tonight
I'm always on my job, ain't no time to be caught
short
And those outta line, pay a fine or get knocked off
It's my turn to
clock the duckets
Being broke, nah, I can't fuck wit it
I'm making moves,
never faking
'Cause the loot is for the taking
The loot is for the taking