Buddah Man - Go Gettaz lyrics

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Buddah Man - Go Gettaz lyrics

[Hook - 2x] We some go getters, thug n***as that's bout scrilla Some hard hitters, focused on tilting your dob n***a Some mob n***as, debenere and suave n***as With both fists co*ked back, ready to squab n***a [Buddah Man] I'm a game spitter vault filler, wig splitter untamed gorilla co*ked back like a nine mili', hard hitter no quitters Go getter all about the cream, got a sawed off pump with a infra beam 4-4 black make heads ring, wet up the block and left the scene Got bezeltyne pinky rings, M-O-N-E-Y ain't a thang Boss hog the lane set it up with bang, diamonds against my wood grain I'm off the chain ice glistening, TV screens in a Expedition f** with me you might come up missing, bet you next time you'll learn to listen b**h I ain't finished... I'm a ball-a-tician on a mission, FED's wishing can't catch me slipping Wig clipping I ain't tripping, leave a stain in your brain with the mic I'm gripping Ruger ripping can't slow my roll, verbal attack that's ice cold My pockets swoll everythang go gold, sitting sideways on low pro vogues [Hook - 2x] [T-Pop] I never trip I play it cool, if a n***a act up I spray the tool That was one of the golden rules, if a bigga act up knock him out his shoes I done paid my dues if you snooze you lose, we on our way making you the fool Escalade with a big old pool, you already know how this kid do [Buddah Man] This how it go I play it raw, coldest n***a you ever saw Send hollow tips above the jaw, my AK put me above the law I stay on toes I never slip, spit like a gat with a extra clip Sawed off make you do a backwards flip, with a snub nose nine on my hip [T-Pop] It's f** me n***a then you know it's f** you, I don't give a f** about you or your crew f** a n***a like I f** his boo, run a n***a sh** like a train choo-choo Dumb a** n***a like a bird coo-coo, sh**ty like a dog poo-poo Still hollering hoody hooo, plus I'm still jamming Screw [Buddah Man] Head first in the game on another page, pa** me the mic I'ma wreck the stage Floss through the club and I'm underage, like a buckshot slug out the gauge Kinda hard to fade these n***as know, verbal attack make these n***as fold Continue to tag these n***as toes, until I stack six figgas or mo' [Hook - 2x] [T-Pop] I'm like Hollow Man I move swift, f** with me and I dig a ditch Fingers on that big clip, f** with me and I sink your ship I'm a G you's a hoe, give me mine calico Laf-Tex'll run this show, got the club hollin' uh-oh Give them b**hes some mo' Pop... What it do I ain't tripping, pop in that ruger clipping Steady sipping while 6-4 dipping, blades crawling like a catapiller Watch out here's the bomb, give em box and 85 thumb Better leave me alone when I'm in my zone, all you n***as better lower your tone When I'm on the phone with a yellowbone, people's game people's G Got Alicia Keys right next to me, while she hollin' ooh papi Laf-Tex we'll bleed the block, rawest dog we hit the blizzock Sitting sideways at IHOP, while the trunk still gon pop [Hook - 2x]