Lyrics Get Away - King Lil G

Get Away

Got A Few Hoes Like Pablo
Got A Few Plugs Like Chapo
Gotta Fuck Bitches
Everywhere I GO
But I Always Get Away Like Chapo
Always Get Away Like Chapo
I Always Get Away Like Chapo
Know A Few Hoes Up In Atlanta
I Know A Few Hoes Up In Chicago
Police Always Trying To Lock Me Up
1800 Man It Got Me Drunk
Trey Five Seven
Man I Got Me One
That Sticky Ass Weed
Better Light Me One
Homie Snoop Locked In The County
In Super Max
Homie Trying To Program
Southside Reppin'
And They Know That
Man I Love The Hood
But It Love Me Way Before That
You Was At A Motel
Chillin With A Hoodrat Bitch
Homies Walked In
On Some Hoodrat Shit
But It Really Don’t Matter
Cuz The Bitch Don’t Love You
Met The Homies
Now The Bitch Don’t Want You
She Wanna Take A Flick
Then Go Take Some Dick
Then Go Brag To Friends
It Don’t Make No Sense
Hoe-ish Activist
Never Practiced This
Black On Black My Rims
I Don’t Have To Trip
Bitch Put Money In My Books
Bitch Put Money In My Books
I’m Trying To Make
A Big Ass Spread With The Crooks
Trying To Break Bread
With The Rest Of The Hood
I Send A Letter To My Homies
At Six Twelve
I Know You Bout To Go To Court
Hope It Goes Well
I Know You Gota Big Smile
Cause You Got Mail
And The Judge Just Told You
You Got Bail
All Day Sinnin'
In Them Holdin' Tanks
Trying To Make Phone Calls
Trying To Make 3 Ways
We Don’t Give A Fuck What The Police Say
We Don’t Give A Fuck About Hoes These Days
On The Bus From The County To Wayside
Little Homie’s Bout To Go And Do State Time
With His Blues On
Walking Thru The Mainline
He Got Caught With Drugs & The Tec-9s
Shit Was Never Easy
Runnin' From The Cops On Blocks
Believe Me
Gun Shots Poppin' Off
When The Enemy See Me
Southern California
Only 1 King G
I Gave A Hug To The Homies
When I Got Out
Now These Fuck Boys
Better Go And Bow Down
First Thing That I Heard On The Radio
Some Old Snoop Dogg & Tha Dogg Pound