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



Credits
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Branden Henderson
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