Gettin It Lyrics

Gettin It lyrics

[Mase]

How 'my complain, na?

When I'm as pretty as my father?

And he got 60 hoes (60 hoes?)

That know each other (yeah)



Yo, I'm the problem nigga's got, but scared to step to it

If a nigga
really want it with me? Let's do it

See cats in the club, it's just music


Thieves and killers'll tell ya, I just proved it

I set the tone, ya
nigga's adjust to it

Spit bars, nigga's do sets and rep's to it

I'm
the type that get 30 years and rep through it

Want it wit' us? Come put
your best to it

Come clean now, I'll send these tests to it

I
should get a Nike contract the way I "Just Do It"

You know I hide B's on
it

Come on B.S. and leave on it

Get 50 grand and breathe on it

Red dot, squeeze on it, drop keys on it

Might hit a chicken and then
put Cease on it 

Cats get greed in war with the heat of they jaw

Somebody move wrong, I put they teeth on the floor

If they don't show
you where the coke at, beat 'em some more

Make 'em see how it feel to
have to eat through a straw

While I'm sittin' in the car, chick goin' to
get my jar

So I greet them like the chicken they are

Said Shorty,
if you ever follow me and spit a clip in my car

Tell ya now, that's like
lynchin' the law

Ain't no gettin' up if I hit you

So all them
cowards wanna ride with you

They either die with you, or lie cripple

Mess with me, now why would you?

Nigga's die dealin' with dough that's
quadruple

Double Up



[1 - Mase