Pelly - Gotta Get Mine lyrics

[Verse 1: Pelly] Straight from the mother f**ing streets sh** getting too cold i conduct the heat fiend off this rap sh** i rock like pete remain infamous like mobb deep come up on the creep find yourself a** naked dead on a stretcher under pressure i'm a get cha my shank digs through your stomach like treasure nine severs kids heads off like french executions but not a knife stabbing i'm only shooting breaking into my house get arrested for robbery and entering with the shotti in my jeans walking like a zombie robbing my f**ing grandpa for his bill folds escaped out my bed room window now i'm a criminal f** with me you'll be dealing with a pistol and if you f** my b**h you'll be dealing with a skitzo [Hook: Pelly] Gotta get dough i gotta get coke all you n***a's know that i gotta get flow 4x [Verse 2: Pelly] I represent thugish intelligence brain washed off caine and rock out to k** the president give me all your benjamins or cut up by pendulums sharp like razor blades to shave your face looking like the nut hairs on your mother after we f**ed her with out a rubber and gave you another little brother mother f**er! i stay raw wash out your blood stained drawls buzz buzz watch out for the chain saw i reman raw like the ba*tard shiftee low down gritty and grimey packing automatics in my northface jacket that dirty needle yo my n***a pa** it inject myself with herion mixed with poisonous acid and meth i gets drastic cooking up crack in the addict got who*es on they filthy knees they call me master wrong way a**a**ins the ten maniacs in action who this? i'm hungry for rappers like flesh in flims by h.g lewis on the crime scene your moms spotted me i had to shoot the b**h it was scary the way she was bleeding out her uterus dead pregnant and putrid screaming for help like she was orgasming delirious feet kicking the walls furrious i'm dead serious pulled out my dick looked down my dick was a butcher knife then i took her life [Hook: Pelly] Gotta get dough i gotta get coke all you n***as know that i gotta get flow 4x [Verse 3: Pelly] One's for the money two's for the dough 3's for no name stank hoes and 4's for thugs sticking up studios drug addicts who seizure Off this lyrical stimulation i'm never contemplating while hallucinating my existence aiding those with imaginations and my mental disoders pulsating i got your heart ejaculating kool aid smoke so much kush i hallucinate have you guzzle this 38 throw up bullets until you die losing weight looking blue faced shook to get picked up by taxi drivers get up in you f*ggots like enemas they bullsh**ting off my appertizers my raps is hire to a**a**inate you creeping with hitmen under my supervision co*king heavy Glock ammunition i throw slugs in like i'm fishing they bite it like nutrition i'm a be like the cops and move you out your crib like its a conviction cuz i have the odder in the court of law to commit vehicular man slaughter legal that's how i'm living with my peoples showing them love like jesus talk sh** i have you walking with your pants stained in your own feces begging for mercy squeamish but nobody can hear you buried in the ground the deepest and if you wanna beef then we can start at the penis [Hook: Pelly] Gotta get dough i gotta get coke all you n***as know that i gotta get flow 4x