Lyrics Get Down Get up - Gangstagrass

Get Down Get up

If you wanna get down, I can get on down
Or get up, I can get on up
We gettin' down, I can get on down
We gettin' up, I can get on up
Step into the world of a lyrical master
With the rhythm that’s fast and then we’re kickin' your ass
And the women in the building are moving so sexy
I wanna fake a sneeze just so they’ll bless me
Pass me the Henny, no ice, one shot
No need for keys;
this jam’s on lock
Rench and Tonez;
man, this song’s gon' pop
Don’t be surprised when it lands on top
When you want the illest you know where you need to go
The best that ever did it: the one and only Tonez
This party is the illest, I feel it in my bones
Lyrics I’m spittin' comin' straight off the dome
Oh, damn, shorty move it, uh
You say you a freak
You gon' have to prove it, hun
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Drinks, buy out the bar
Shorty with the moves like Minaj, uh
Thick enough to drive in a parking garage
Cuz hottie you are the sexiest
Look up, I need a neck to kiss
Your body possessed like the exorcist
I gotta lot of lovin' to give
Can’t help it if the pretty women lovin' the kid, truth
Step in the booth, spit rounds
Lyrics fly, never touch ground
Make weighty women fall, best pound for pound
Lookin' to crush any clown around
Tonez' world is a place where the miners are found
So many booths in the spot, man, you’d probably drown
I get love from the over- to the underground
If you wanna get down, I can get on down
Or get up, I can get on up
We gettin' down, I can get on down
We gettin' up, I can get on up
Back on the track with the lyrical jumping jacks
Spit backs like full and loaded mack attack
Blaap blaap, that’s where we’re at
Pass me the mic and I have to attack
Like a shark in the water, shots in the corridor
Like Pac when he warned y’all
Aw, you mad
You better get a grip or deal with it 'cause we bad
So come out with a verse to quench my lyrical thirst
Take advantage of the beat and spit a piddlin' verse
That’s how I do
Warned you with the beat in the studio
It’s moulin rouge, it’s two-on-two
Rench: tracks, verses;
Tonez: raps
I got speaks for ears, he got beats for years
You better get down if we come around here
Women, they feelin' it, they lovin' the kid
When I finish whippin' the mic they huggin' my ribs
Jar full of skills and they tuggin' the lid
(You wanna come home to my crib?)
What other emcee rhymes like this?
Spit flows from the top and they sound like this?
I’m a veteran better than any rapper on the list
Party ain’t a party unless Tonez on the shit
So remember who ownin' this shit
Your permission, I’ma go for them tits
Hottest track and you know it’s this, this
Tonez' world is a place where the miner’s are found
So many booths in the spot, man, you probably would drown
I get love from the over- to the underground
If you wanna get down, I can get on down
Or get up, I can get on up
We gettin' down, I can get on down
We gettin' up, I can get on up
If you wanna get down, I can get on down
Or get up, I can get on up
We gettin' down, I can get on down
We gettin' up, I can get on up