Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Get Low, artist - 8Ball & MJG. Album song Ridin' High, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 11.03.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Bad Boy
Song language: English
Get Low |
Whats the worse shit heard |
A shotgun blast from the back a ya head |
Niggas don’t know who got hit |
But I know fo sho somebody dead |
All I hear is people scream in the background |
Everybody in the club down on tha flo |
Everybody in the VIP was |
Runnin over heat tokin from the back door |
I don’t see MJG nowhere |
Gunshots still pop in the mayhem |
Imma reach fo the heat that I snuck in |
Hope my shots don’t hit the innocent |
Seems like we done been here a long time |
But its only been about 5 minutes |
Shoulda stayed my ass at home |
Its too late now I’m already in it |
Whats the worse shit seen |
Blood on the flo, blood on the wall |
People gettin hit didn’t do nothing |
Baby don’t know, momma ain’t comin home |
And I don’t know what started it all |
A nigga done went too far |
Now you gotta run and deal wit the law |
And I don’t wanna do nuthin but get home |
I don’t wanna see nuthin but the freeway |
I don’t wanna have to pop this four five |
But I will if it mean Imma get away |
Pull back let it all go |
Run outside, jump in the vee-hic |
Burn off doin eighty four |
Nigga wanna get me, boy betta be quick |
Get low (get low), get low (get low) |
They fight (they fight), they fight (they fight) |
Get low (get low), get low (get low) |
They shoot (they shoot), they shoot (they shoot) |
Witnesses runnin, talkin bout the shootas is comin |
… Get low |
… That make me wonder how they got it through the front door |
Security beatin the hell outta some of the instigatas |
Who started the fuck rucous in the first place |
And there ain’t even no way I could sugar coat it |
As bad is I want the shit to be over and be the worse case |
I’m tryin to make it to my chevy, |
I don’t give a fuck about the bitches Or the little money Imma spend now |
MJG … I’m just tryna get up out the club like |
So don’t be stickin yo hand up to me talkin bout you hurtin |
You a veteran now hit me wit a dub spot |
And ain’t no way I’m tryna get hit wit a stray bullet |
But no matta what chu say nigga they pull it |
A nigga who on a mission to get me and everybody |
Who came wit me back to mutha fuckin safety |
And don’t nobody but me and a couple niggas who kill nigga for real |
Hit the ignition on the Chevy Impala |
To keep the lookout for me I just cut the music on the lo-lo |
I got my hand on the fo-fo |
Tellin my people to get down, help me look out for the po-po |
Put it in drive, hit the accelerator |
… Pistol wippin while I’m dippin now |
Anotha episode of niggas tryna get out the club |
Because anotha mutha fucka nigga trippin now |
Get low (get low), get low (get low) |
They fight (they fight), they fight (they fight) |
Get low (get low), get low (get low) |
They shoot (they shoot), they shoot (they shoot) |