D12 - Get The Dick lyrics

[Hook] Them n***as tried to rob me Could get the dick All them b**hes tried to play me You could my the dick n***as tried to jump D You could get my dick I'm gon' bang when I see you So get my dick [Chorus] Have you ever seen a show With fellas on the mic With one minute rhymes That don't come out right? They bite They never right That's not polite [Young Zee] I got great sk**s And if my record sells eight mil' I'ma still smoke weed, get dusted Get drunk and take pills Fast gun play Gon' get you blast one day f**in' with Zee It be today motherf**er Look like a sitcom for no brain We bum a loop Jettin' from Roscoe Peco train Slip a tab and mushrooms in my coffee With half a forty Feel like the wall's moving towards me Ya, till I die from old age I'll be pulling girls up to s** my dick Right on stage So stop talking Get them old jellies walking 'Fore I call Pace celly walkman Tell him y'all been Acting iffy And it's really starting to piss me And like popcorn, my n***as be here in a jiffy With all the mac 10's set beside me I gon' start wylin' and k** everybody [Hook] Tell your fronting a** b**h To get the dick And to you booty a** label To get my dick To you corny a** rappers Get my dick To all you motherf**ers Get my dick [Chorus] Have you ever seen a show With n***as on the mic With one minute rhymes That don't come out right? They bite They never right That's not polite [Pace Won] Yo, yo, yo, yo Pace Won, Mr. Perfect Take a warm shower Make a condo out of saw powder Make the sunny clips at the born hour I'm a wizard at this sh** Like Jowahn Howard Put my gun up in the a** of crews And start to spray Time to pay ma**ive dues So I take MC's that pa** the rules And fly 'em into space like NASA do I'm the weed lover Go in deep cover Tricking these goofy a** hoes I need rubbers Your favorite nucka flow bu*ter n***as get mobbed Leave with their clothes cut up "When you come?" is what they asking me You fresh to No Limit like Master P I be keeping sh** milky like cask and cream Pace Won, lace blunts, get a masking fiend Motherf**er [Hook] And to y'all f*g a** co*ks Get the dick To your b**hes on the block Get the dick And to the fake weed spots (f** that) Get the dick And y'all n***as without socks Get the dick [Chorus] Have you ever seen a show With n***as on the mic With one minute rhymes That don't come out right? They bite They never right That's not polite [Azz-Iz] Your flow is kinda doo doo I'm more filthier than mic bombs From Newark to Honolulu Mowahd to cherry, raspberry Apple cranberry, strawberry Motherf**ing flows extraordinary Your b**h a**'ll get bodied and buried By the slick walking talking rhyming dictionary Give me a mob Let me champ one Steadily handsome Black and like temper tantrums Spitting like automatic handguns Can't run Your style is more garbage than Shirley Manson You got a platinum single, Roley, and money I'm bummy but I bet I can get your b**h To beat my dick for me [Bizarre] Doing drivebys in less than two minutes And I know one of these houses on the block Got your f**ing family in it And what's the worst is Is y'all n***as gon' need nurses I collect money on your block Like ushers at churches No matter where your boys go n***a I'ma get 'em You can ask Ponsa's Funeral Home How much business I be sending 'em You forgot b**h n***a I know where you stay Loaded AK Move little Johnny out the way Bet ya these bats Guarantee your a** won't be walking I drive '98 Suburbans While you push cars from the auction You don't wanna see Bizarre Kid get dumb I beat b**hes' a** when I'm a in a good mood So imagine I'm in a bad one You better duck when I pull this nine I done shot up your block so many times All I see is 'For Sale' signs They say these cats only got nine lives Bizarre done took eight So tonight you die [Hook] Get the dick Ya ya ya Get the dick Yo Bizarre, ya, ya Get the dick All you f**ers in Detroit Get, get [Chorus] Have you ever seen a show With fellas on the mic With one minute rhymes That don't come out right? They bite They never right That's not polite [Yah Lover] You dummies The reason b**hes want me to spend money Just to spread 'em like gin rummy I'm Yah Yah, holier than Roshashana With baby mamas that's pro-black like DeSada The Lover large and at peace with his god Behind bars Y'all n***as living close with the guards f**ing with y'all I'll always catch a charts See Johanas Bach She wanna run, tell her sarge Life's short, I play hard See your crew on the street Better know I won't hesitate to spray y'all I keep a wife for k**ing you And everybody looking like you f*g It's a never-ending cycle Can't nobody come and save you when I start sh** My letters like kryptonite to the Clark Kents I'll rip a crew with dust and liquor too Too despicable Toss you off the Terrazone Richaloo I rise like Christ The third night on mics But it ain't Easter It's only d**h when I meet ya [Hook] So get the dick Get the dick b**hes everywhere Get the dick All the stupid family affairs Get the dick All you O-U-T's in here Get the dick We liquid So get the dick Motherf**er ya ya ya Get the dick [Chorus] Have you ever seen a show With n***as on the mic With one minute rhymes That don't come out right? They bite They never right That's not polite