Get Down

[Intro: Dok II]
Hoo-ooh
Hoo-ooh

[Chorus: Dok II]
Picture me rollin' all through the city
Get on my hustle, man, time just keeps slipping
Clean out my job, now they know who I am
I turn to these haters like "bitch, I'm the man" (yeahhh)
Bitch, I'm the man, get down, get down, get down (yeahhh)
Get down, get down, get down (yeahhh)
Picture me rollin'

[Verse 1: Poetik/Dok II]
Switch your opinion, I got some
Matter of fact, got plenty of them
Sometimes murder some and that's life
We done sell, rap to sell that white
What I recite, just what's in front of me
I thank the Lord for what he's done for me
Like allowin' me to get by on CDs
And tellin' the punk police to see these
[?]
That's all on my mouth on the mountain top
This Poly rap game's a meltin' pot
Some sip it down but they really not
They just hash-taggin' us, thinkin' that for puttin' in work, they own the block
Apia, Samoa's where I'm from
Where we don't play, man, we get shit done
What might do shade 'cause you might lose one of your loved ones, it's cold out here
But you ain't seen shit so bite your tongue
Traumatized by my tattoo tears
Vital Status, uce, that's for life
But you ain't heard of a dangerous crew
Six-eighty-five, I'm a thief in the night
Want beef on the mic, take teeth [?] life
I'm the one they say would never make it
But now I'm shinin', you fakes are hatin' (yeahhh)
I ain't trippin', I'm sippin', smokin'
Vailima time, bitch, picture me rollin'

[Chorus: Dok II]
Picture me rollin' all through the city
Get on my hustle, man, time just keeps slipping (yeahhh)
Clean out my job, now they know who I am
I turn to these haters like "bitch, I'm the man" (yeahhh)
Bitch, I'm the man, get down, get down, get down (yeahhh)
Get down, get down, get down (yeahhh)
Picture me rollin'

[Verse 2: Skolar/Dok II]
My outfit studded off, sturdy
I was up early servin' these fiends
But now my shirt's clean and on the beginning of sixteens of [?] schemes
Cut baggin' them Ziploc, [?] to get shipped off
Applied what I learned on the streets to make some change in this game called hip hop, ha
There's fakes in here, snakes in here, so keep your mouth cupped
Best that you watch your back or get your ass fucked
Always be wary of who's around through the ups and the downs
The more that you climb, the more these haters wanna bring you down
'Cause they can picture me rollin' and I'm up in the VK
Holdin', smokin' up buddha, drinkin' these boozes
Throwin' up fingers to these [?] that consider me a threat to them
I'm bringin' death to them, work to neck, now they swingin' like a pendulum, ha
And you can get it anytime too (yeahhh)
So stay the fuck out of my way, I'ma be out here makin' mine, uce

[Chorus: Dok II]
Picture me rollin' all through the city
Get on my hustle, man, time just keeps slipping (yeahhh)
Clean out my job, now they know who I am
I turn to these haters like "bitch, I'm the man" (yeahhh)
Bitch, I'm the man, get down, get down, get down (yeahhh)
Get down, get down, get down (yeahhh)
Get down, get down, get down (yeahhh)
Get down, get down, get down (yeahhh)
Picture me rollin'

[Outro: Dok II]
Ooh (picture me rollin')
Ooh, picture me rollin' (picture me rollin')
Ooh, picture me rollin' (picture me rollin')
Ooh, picture me rollin' (picture me rollin')
Picture me rollin'