Get It Right
You think this shit happened for me over the night?
This is my life
Everybody know I be on a flight
To get it right, and keep it right, and stay strong
Nigga thought it wouldn't happen to 'em, but all of 'em dead wrong
Singin' the same song, sayin', "Juvy ain't shit!"
With a project nigga out here tellin' people he rich
When the truth is, they wishin' they was in my shoes
I pay dues, with them pistols I made moves
And I'm seein' all these pussy-ass niggas tryin' to be hard
Why ya fuckin' with mines? I ain't fuckin' with y'all
The people runnin' your organization workin' for me, uh-huh
You didn't know that, now you call for the plea
Boy, think of all the places you could possibly be
Than chokin' these bullets up that's comin' from me
With my T-shirt and Ree's on
'Cause only God knows what these niggas be's on, (what?)
Look, niggas better get it right and keep it right
'Cause them Uptown Hot Boy$ are on the street at night
So, I hope you got your soldiers and your 'Bauds on
'Cause we about to strap up and know your clothes off
Whoa
You better get it right and keep it right
'Cause them Uptown Hot Boy$ are on the street at night
So, I hope you got your soldiers and your 'Bauds on
'Cause we about to strap up and knock your clothes off
Listen, listen, listen
Zip it!
Cock, then act a fool and make 'em get back it (what?)
Chrome mack deeply (what?)
Automatic spit back (what?)
I'm a Hot Boy, nigga, follow me
Do or die, survive with me (huh)
Blow a pound of that broccoli (huh)
Hit a block and then ride with me (huh)
Kill 'em all, but not your boy, he just had a baby daughter (so)
Then, Cita, he never walk again (so)
Don't play with them sharks again (oh)
I make them niggas bleed like that time of the month
See, I told 'em, "Nobody move, nobody head bust"
Plus, a hundred rush, turn a boy to dust
Nigga, I'm a soldier, trust I'll blow a hole in your guts
And ain't no if, and's or but's (uh-uh)
You could get mad and fuss (uh-uh)
Watch your lip, man, you'll touch (uh-uh)
I'll pop a clip in, and bust (uh-uh)
Look, I'm straight thuggin'
Lookin' at niggas' fake muggin'
I'm runnin' with niggas that stay sufferin'
That ain' nothin'
It's Wheezy Wheez
I show off behind cheese
Get full of trees
Here I come, you better leave
Look, niggas better get it right and keep it right
'Cause them Uptown Hot Boy$ are on the street at night
So, I hope you got your soldiers and your 'Bauds on
'Cause we about to strap up and know your clothes off
Whoa
Look, niggas better get it right and keep it right
'Cause them Uptown Hot Boy$ are on the street at night
So, I hope you got your soldiers and your 'Bauds on
'Cause we about to strap up and know your clothes off
Niggas know I could get ugly when it comes to that (to that)
Oh, for sure, I leave ya bloody if it comes to that (to that)
I ain't no ho, if in beef I ain't gon' run from that (from that)
You got coke, keep it on the low 'cause I'll come for that (for that)
I keep pistols in my possession 'cause I stays in shit (what?!)
I was raised watchin' niggas shootout with K's and shit (what?)
My momma tried ta keep me inside, but I snuck out the back (oh)
Shot hookie from school, hung on V.L. and sold a lil' crack (for sure)
Niggas respect me 'cause they know my nuts be hangin' and swingin' (hangin')
If my toes get stepped on, I'm click-clackin' and bangin' (bangin')
I've been out here since I was, like, ten years old
Caught my first gun charge in 1994
Scuffed my knees up, but the Lord, he pulled me out that
I'm ahead now, and ain't no way that I'ma look back (for sure)
Fresh laid the track down, I picked the pad up for a minute
Put the get down
But don't think I still won't act, buster
Niggas better get it right and keep it right
'Cause them Uptown Hot Boy$ are on the street at night
So, I hope you got your soldier and your 'Bauds on
'Cause we about to strap up and knock your clothes off
Whoa
You better get it right and keep it right
'Cause them Uptown Hot Boy$ are on the street at night
So, I hope you got your soldiers and your 'Bauds on
'Cause we about to strap up and knock your clothes off
Whoa
Niggas better get it right and keep it right
'Cause them Uptown Hot Boy$ are on the street at night
So, I hope you got your soldier and your 'Bauds on
'Cause we about to strap up and knock your clothes off
Whoa
Get it right and keep it right
'Cause them Uptown Hot Boy$ are on the street at night
So, I hope you got your soldier and your 'Bauds on
'Cause we about to strap up and knock your clothes off
Whoa
This is my life
Everybody know I be on a flight
To get it right, and keep it right, and stay strong
Nigga thought it wouldn't happen to 'em, but all of 'em dead wrong
Singin' the same song, sayin', "Juvy ain't shit!"
With a project nigga out here tellin' people he rich
When the truth is, they wishin' they was in my shoes
I pay dues, with them pistols I made moves
And I'm seein' all these pussy-ass niggas tryin' to be hard
Why ya fuckin' with mines? I ain't fuckin' with y'all
The people runnin' your organization workin' for me, uh-huh
You didn't know that, now you call for the plea
Boy, think of all the places you could possibly be
Than chokin' these bullets up that's comin' from me
With my T-shirt and Ree's on
'Cause only God knows what these niggas be's on, (what?)
Look, niggas better get it right and keep it right
'Cause them Uptown Hot Boy$ are on the street at night
So, I hope you got your soldiers and your 'Bauds on
'Cause we about to strap up and know your clothes off
Whoa
You better get it right and keep it right
'Cause them Uptown Hot Boy$ are on the street at night
So, I hope you got your soldiers and your 'Bauds on
'Cause we about to strap up and knock your clothes off
Listen, listen, listen
Zip it!
Cock, then act a fool and make 'em get back it (what?)
Chrome mack deeply (what?)
Automatic spit back (what?)
I'm a Hot Boy, nigga, follow me
Do or die, survive with me (huh)
Blow a pound of that broccoli (huh)
Hit a block and then ride with me (huh)
Kill 'em all, but not your boy, he just had a baby daughter (so)
Then, Cita, he never walk again (so)
Don't play with them sharks again (oh)
I make them niggas bleed like that time of the month
See, I told 'em, "Nobody move, nobody head bust"
Plus, a hundred rush, turn a boy to dust
Nigga, I'm a soldier, trust I'll blow a hole in your guts
And ain't no if, and's or but's (uh-uh)
You could get mad and fuss (uh-uh)
Watch your lip, man, you'll touch (uh-uh)
I'll pop a clip in, and bust (uh-uh)
Look, I'm straight thuggin'
Lookin' at niggas' fake muggin'
I'm runnin' with niggas that stay sufferin'
That ain' nothin'
It's Wheezy Wheez
I show off behind cheese
Get full of trees
Here I come, you better leave
Look, niggas better get it right and keep it right
'Cause them Uptown Hot Boy$ are on the street at night
So, I hope you got your soldiers and your 'Bauds on
'Cause we about to strap up and know your clothes off
Whoa
Look, niggas better get it right and keep it right
'Cause them Uptown Hot Boy$ are on the street at night
So, I hope you got your soldiers and your 'Bauds on
'Cause we about to strap up and know your clothes off
Niggas know I could get ugly when it comes to that (to that)
Oh, for sure, I leave ya bloody if it comes to that (to that)
I ain't no ho, if in beef I ain't gon' run from that (from that)
You got coke, keep it on the low 'cause I'll come for that (for that)
I keep pistols in my possession 'cause I stays in shit (what?!)
I was raised watchin' niggas shootout with K's and shit (what?)
My momma tried ta keep me inside, but I snuck out the back (oh)
Shot hookie from school, hung on V.L. and sold a lil' crack (for sure)
Niggas respect me 'cause they know my nuts be hangin' and swingin' (hangin')
If my toes get stepped on, I'm click-clackin' and bangin' (bangin')
I've been out here since I was, like, ten years old
Caught my first gun charge in 1994
Scuffed my knees up, but the Lord, he pulled me out that
I'm ahead now, and ain't no way that I'ma look back (for sure)
Fresh laid the track down, I picked the pad up for a minute
Put the get down
But don't think I still won't act, buster
Niggas better get it right and keep it right
'Cause them Uptown Hot Boy$ are on the street at night
So, I hope you got your soldier and your 'Bauds on
'Cause we about to strap up and knock your clothes off
Whoa
You better get it right and keep it right
'Cause them Uptown Hot Boy$ are on the street at night
So, I hope you got your soldiers and your 'Bauds on
'Cause we about to strap up and knock your clothes off
Whoa
Niggas better get it right and keep it right
'Cause them Uptown Hot Boy$ are on the street at night
So, I hope you got your soldier and your 'Bauds on
'Cause we about to strap up and knock your clothes off
Whoa
Get it right and keep it right
'Cause them Uptown Hot Boy$ are on the street at night
So, I hope you got your soldier and your 'Bauds on
'Cause we about to strap up and knock your clothes off
Whoa
Credits
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Branden Henderson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.