Текст песни MC Eiht - We Get It
MC Eiht - We Get It слова песни
Geah, geahGeahGeahWe love the West SideC`mon (ya know)We get it (we get that boogie - ya know)And ya knowWe get it (we like to boogie)GeahCheck it outEasily I approachThe gangsta party with my strap and smokeTell your hoodratz to stop trynna trickI got no time to give `em my dickI`m gon` grab it (geah)And dip to the CalAnd if you love rapping the West scream loud (West Side!)Unload the barrels and start to chuckleTake it from the knuckles who watch me sparkleMathematics that I makeWhen I ride on paperTold tales `bout capers when we jump on taperIn the days of old I was a nutGuarantee to leave three ammo in your gut (boom boom)Heard the gun blast so you run to your crewLaying on the ground and you scream for you booBut this is the West bitch (west!)A real G never switchNever stoppin` to grind till we filthy rich, geah (c`mon, geah)We get the moneyGeah, and ya knowGeahWe do it our best, geahWe like to boogieYa know (geah)We get down, geahAnd we playing the west sideGeah, and you know (you know)(West Side)We get that money(Geah)We got itGoneNobody move nobody get hurtWhat you need, we got that workKeep it under your shirtStay close to the decoy bitch ??? on skirtHave my thing on a plane tryin` to being back changeCop the next thing smokin` if you see look strangeTryin` to cop fancy cars designer namesGotta keep your heat and cop this valet gamesHolla at your nigga trying to make a dollarIn a club more to swallowPoppin` your collarIs it theMercedes key or the Chevy ImpalaTight grip on my dick like a ??When I bustYou turn at 9 I`m gon` burnTaking over ya block got cash to earnY`all learn ya lesson, my Smith & WessonAnyone on your block I do depressing, geahWe get itWe get the moneyGeah, and ya knowWe get it, geahWe like to boogie, geahYa knowWe get it, geahWe playing the west sideGeah, and you know (you know)(West Side)We get itWe get itWe got itGoneRide highMusic to drive-byThugs stay true to the hood so ??Compton`s still on the mapNow that`s flyY`all keep reppin` the blocks when I`ll dieSome is Section 8, still talkin` that wayClientele never wait for a release dayGotta outta town ?? tryin` to check my rateIt`s so hard from state to stateThrow up the ?? ooh, wait a minute!A car full of thug niggas geah I`m in it (geah)In a Lex but the seats back any to ??Hoes green and cash raid to spin itWho the G`s with the Glocks?Nigga it`s usBust and tussleNigga it`s usGot the musselNigga it`s usStill scream hustle and we dangerous, c`monWe get itWe get that money, geahAnd you know, geahWe get itAnd we like to boogie, geahAnd you knowWe get itAnd we playin` the West Side, geahAnd you know, c`mon, geahWe get itWe get itWe got itGone, geah...