Get In 2 It Lyrics - Singles - Fiend

Boy, you done fucked up now 

Boy 

All I know you better duck when I blast, run when I pass 

(And get somewhere) 

Come up with my cash, I'ma up and get mask 

(And get somewhere) 

Take what I'm owed, I'ma have to unload 

(The [unverified]) 

Re-stock the rifles [unverified] 

('Cause I'm street with it) 

Never be punked keep one in the trunk 

(My deadly assassin) 

Get to jumping the skunk Mr Whomp 

(And I'm acting bad) 

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Loaded and full don't try none of that bull 

(2 steps to the head) 

Go on and pull [unverified] 

(They'll find you dead) 

Down in the south claiming the heat 

(Let 'em bleed) 

Going to get bucked and not give a fuck 

(Where it's ass bleed) 

This ain't just words 

And I damn sure can't fake it 

What I'm trying to say is you a coward 

And you might not make it 

So what we got to do to get in 2 it 

What we got to do to get in 2 it 

Boy, thinking we can do it 

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Now we can flip anything that I front ya 

You say nigga I ride before you bring mine's 

I'ma leave yours outlined in chalk 

And if you talk to them F-E-D's like the street code homie then 

The catfish are hungry 

Too many phony mothafuckas try to step in the circle 

Don't you know TRU bitches will hurt you 

Break your shirt too Mia X 

(Mama Drama) 

Coming and swinging at dumb hoe beaters 

Right and left will crush you, attitude adjuster 

Fuck get ready for war, nigga, send them on in 

'Cause I got more guts than nare [unverified] 

I fears no man or woman and kin after them 

My gat retracts at them, reacts and claps at them 

Nigga 

So what we got to do to get in 2 it 

What we got to do to get in 2 it 

Boy, thinking we can do it 

So what we got to do to get in 2 it 

What we got to do to get in 2 it 

Boy, thinking we can do it 

So what we got to do to get in 2 it 

What we got to do to get in 2 it 

Boy, thinking we can do it 

So what we got to do to get in 2 it 

What we got to do to get in 2 it 

Boy, thinking we can do it 

Now I done seen your kind before you walked that line before 

Plenty niggaz talking they sticking ass out [unverified] 

I don't hide from my hoes, bitch, I meet 'em where I tell 'em 

And let the results be three days and you'll smell 'em 

I can't give a nigga the satisfaction of altercation 

Miscommunication got his ass with a bang face 

Chasing mothafuckas up the block if I have to 

Don't think that I won't smack you or bitch slap you 

With something filthy I bought for the dark 

6 shot ghetto hot, so I can't be caught 

Look I fuck with 'em I let the bulldog talk to 'em 

Don't got the pedigree of a G until it bark to 'em