You Gets Done

Yo, here I go, give you more gangsta
Shit for your ass in nine tre and nine four
Nigga, post it, niggas gettin' toasted
Puffin' on blunts and skunk and slammin hump from the trunk
With the black ski mask, I got a gat, it’s called Triggerface
They’ll get pumped, and ho bitches get stuffed, and bumped
Erased another body, get stuffed in the trash
Lookin' for that cash, I’ll blast
And mash up to the fuckin' cut
Now you wanna get funky? I cocks back my Glock, nigga what?
Take aim direct to the skull then I squeeze
Releasing hollow points till you fall to your knees
As you beg, yelling “Please!”, your death will be slow
While I creep I’ll stick the gat up in your mouth and give one more slug
Yep, straight up to your jug, get smoked fuckin' round with the Menlo Park thug
And I’m crazy, never let playahatas fade me
I’m not a Donut, blunt, so don't play to blaze me
Fuck around with the troop, that’s murder one
You’ll get your motherfuckin' ass done

Fuck with a kid from the streets you gets done (you gets done)
Fuck with a nigga like me you gets done, cause I ain’t the one
Fuck with a kid from the streets you gets done (you gets done)
Fuck with a nigga like me you gets done, cause I ain’t the one

For real about your shit, this a lick, not a robbery
My cash is kinda funny, drop the loot, or I’ll shoot, G
It’s me, the C from EMP, packin' a grip while throwin' up the M
That’s my set, jack, two o nine, yep
I guess I’ll serve a sack to the crackheads
And then they try to gaff, well, then I pop lead
So now all the homies wanna know the scoop
Well, I’m alive and I strive to be drivin' a Lexus Coupe
While I troop with the SAG and a black Glock
Helicopter spotlight flashin' on the dope spot
Now I’m goin' half on the dank, got a hot five
Bomb ass chronic up on HB and Ivy Drive
I can’t wait to see my G ride and we dickin' down
Some near straight-to-miracles, in to get the Glock shells
Now Taft’s on my ass like a target
Hit Hamilton, hear the sharp leopard spin, he mark it, uh
I’m smokin' up a blunt with my folks
Got a six pack of booze, windows up and hear the bong smoke, fool
If you gotta fade, take a toke
But if not, step aside, or get your monkey ass smoked

Fuck with a kid from the streets you gets done (you gets done)
Fuck with a nigga like me you gets done, cause I ain’t the one
Fuck with a kid from the streets you gets done (you gets done)
Fuck with a nigga like me you gets done, cause I ain’t the one

You wanna pull a jack, grab a trick by his collar
And blast, and then you’ll have a fistful of dollars
Like Clint Eastwood, I hang ‘em high up in the hood
Firin’ at fools with the tre-fifty-seven
I had it planned out, peel out a quarter to eleven
By a bitch who liked to set niggas up, what the fuck?
Roll a university liquor store to get plenty
Of Mickeys, OD, and Maddog 20/20
I had to serve my G ride in the carwash parking lot
Pulled in Circle M, it seemed like the jock spot
But it turned out to be the fuckin' hot spot
I mashed off and right behind me was the cops
Motherfuckin' sheriff from San Mateo County
I shook ‘em through Willow Oaks, and I was out-y
Headed back to the dark side of Menlo Park
And Carl Miller got behind me, splendid, I’m drivin’ on suspended license
I’m paranoid, fightin', if I mash he’ll hit the sirens and be all up on my ass
Huh, I played it cool and kept that shit in pool cause I ain’t the one
I ain’t the nigga to get done

Fuck with a kid from the streets you gets done (you gets done)
Fuck with a nigga like me you gets done, cause I ain’t the one
Fuckin' with a kid from the streets you gettin' done (you gets done)
Fuck with a nigga like me you gets done, cause I ain’t the one
Fuck with a kid from the streets you gettin' done (you gets done)
Fuck with a nigga like me you gets done, cause I ain’t the one
Fuck with a kid from the streets you gettin' done (you gets done)
Fuck with a nigga like me you gets done, cause I ain’t the one
Fuck with a kid from the streets you gettin' done (you gets done)
Fuck with a nigga like me you gets done, cause I ain’t the one