Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Gots Ta Get Over, artist - CMW - Compton's Most Wanted. Album song Music To Driveby, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 28.09.1992
Record label: Bump Johnson
Song language: English
I Gots Ta Get Over |
Stiggety step right up here goes your pusher |
Dressed in black, dealing from bud to crack |
But the pusher don’t know that I’m trying to scheme |
And if he let me get to close I might dope fiend |
Making snaps as he serves to the cluck bitches |
Rush your spot because I need the mutherfucking riches |
He dont know me, but geah I know the fool name |
Hooked him up with a hoodrat, y’all know the game |
Call me a sneaky little devil |
Rush his ass to the spot as I clock him with a shovel |
Dont wanna do it but I gots to kick down my kid |
And if I ain’t got what you got, I’m putting in my bid |
Jack you, jack your crew in your territory |
Crazy mutherfucker but its just another gang story |
Make the hit as I creep in the Nova |
Mutherfucker, cause I gots to get over |
First come, first serve |
Peel a nigga’s cap if you got the nerve |
Geah, you don’t work you dont eat is what they say |
Don’t wanna be broke so I work every damn day |
Jacking fools, hour after hour |
Like my homie Scarface I got the money and the power |
Dig in your ass, making that cash faster than a jack |
Give it up smooth or to your jaw I start to mack |
I needs the mutherfuckin snaps |
And since I grew up in a down hood, I gots to peel caps |
Call me a dark man, because I’m like a night creeper |
Clean up your set as I spray you with the street sweeper |
Too much hard times and I’m tired of taking |
I needs the mutherfucking green and I ain’t faking it |
You can run but can’t hide, because I know ya |
And pretty soon, I’m a have to get over |
5−0 trying to run a fake jack move |
One times too dumb, I play it real smooth |
Out the back door a nigga belling |
«Freeze», as they cock the gats, is what they yelling |
Can’t let them catch up because they’ll ruin |
So I hops the fence in my fucking Patrick Ewing’s |
Punk Eiht fool, thats a damn dud |
Can’t get beat down with no damn billy clubs |
Shorter than short, gaffle me up |
Cause I’m to quick to let a sorry fool step on my dick |
Geah. |
Getting over on niggas real speedy |
In the city where everybodies greedy |
And now I’m at the end of my rope |
Police done caught me with an ass full of dope |
No more luck. |
I guess its true |
In the end you get fucked, no more getting over |