Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Go N Get It, artist - Pusha T. Album song Still Ya Pusha, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 15.03.2013
Record label: Nyc haze entertainment
Song language: English
Go N Get It |
| Another day, another dollar |
| Every 24, I’m thinking money and the power |
| Bills due, money running low |
| Plus my cousin lost her mind and had an overdose |
| Way too many problems, got me stressed out |
| What you doing? |
| You got 7 days to move out |
| Go on! |
| Get it! |
| I’m out here chasing cream |
| Go on! |
| Get it! |
| Need it, by any means… |
| Mama went and got it, daddy never home |
| Started learning from the streets, but I know my heat a |
| Chrome |
| Never sold no kind of dope, just a real nigga |
| Take the canned foods, I’m tryna get a real dinner |
| Get your money stacked, your paper keep away the feds |
| Keep it real and fuck a hater |
| What my brother said |
| Keep my head high, nevermind them local jokers |
| Every day that I wake, I grind |
| Gotta make that monthly quota |
| Way too legit to quit though |
| Can’t stop, no way, no slow-mo |
| Gotta feed the team and my kin folk |
| Think of all the stress that I’ve been through |
| Way too much fuckin problems |
| Way too much fuckin bills |
| By any means necessary, gotta see my momma in… |
| Another day, another dollar |
| Every 24, I’m thinking money and the power |
| Go on! |
| Get it! |
| Go on! |
| Get it! |
| Go on! |
| Get it! |
| I’m out here chasing cream |
| Go on! |
| Get it! |
| Go on! |
| Get it! |
| Go on! |
| Get it! |
| Need it by any means |
| Black incorporated, Bo bangs mind frame |
| You for self nigga, organized crime wave |
| I pricked my finger, took my oath and wrote my name in blood |
| Kill everything, got baby bodies floating in the tub |
| Natural Born Killa nigga, nothing I’ll as this |
| These knuckle-breathers stick the toothpick through the |
| Goldfish |
| You’s a sucka nigga, greener than a blade of grass |
| I take the half a phone book blew him for 30 bangs |
| Gotta get it, while the getting’s good |
| That Desert Eagle stainless steel, the handle cherry wood |
| I got that G-lock, 33 ladder works |
| I bag a bullet to your belly, make your bladder burst |
| Now you piss some blood, I’m fishing for grub |
| I’m in the water with the Great White, I’m whippin up |
| Don’t make me hop out with that thing and start spraying |
| Shit |
| Chopper bullets longer than the Section 8 waiting list |
| Shine up all of the gun dere, keep dem shine and crisp |
| Cause if a nigga try to come in and try to get in the way |
| Of how I feed my family and |
| Try to dig up in my pockets it’ll be a catastrophic little |
| Situation |
| And I’ll be leaving him laying dead and gone all in his own |
| Piss |
| Father bless me: Jesus Christ |
| Cause I’m about to go and commit my worst sin |
| Just know that whenever we gonna defend it and survival |
| Of the people that I love and all the people that I feed |
| And I’m ready to kill and massacre anything |
| Moving past me the rachett, I’m shootin' muthafucka |
| Best believe I’m going in |
| See I go and I get it and then I STOP |
| Don’t speed rap this, let me walk it to em |
| This topic we addressing so serious: let me talk to em |
| Look at my baby die, while they smile at me playful |
| Fuck you think I’m gonna do when the hunger gets painful? |
| Every day I hit the street and I taste it like grapefruit |
| I ain’t eat your food yet — you better be grateful! |
| Be grateful that you had time to think that I overlooked it |
| And you had an extra day with it before I came and took it |
| Gotta get mine by any means |
| Malcolm X versus any king |
| Marched in this bitch for kilo green |
| Tony locked up, let freedom ring |
| Free the mind, it’s beautiful |
| Ain’t freeze the watches, it’s 2 below |
| Ears are different, 2 below? |
| Got the rock on, super ho |
| Super fly, super paid |
| Niggas stunt hard as Super Dave |
| Yeah, where’s my cape? |
| You ain’t gotta ask me where’s the |
| Flake |
| In the pot, cooking base |
| MIAyo 808s: niggas wanna know why I link with Ace? |
| Black muthafucka with expensive taste |
| Hustle hard, just like me |
| Ice cream man, nigga, just like P |
| Murder you muthafuckas, they like see |
| Move that just like D |
| Certified, walk the streets |
| Consequence, nigga, talk is cheap |
| You don’t want a problem? |
| Off the beef |
| Before I off his ass with his awful teeth |
| Robbery turns into Murder 1 |
| Murder 1: made it look like it’s robbery |
| .44 show you boys vagina like pornography |
| Put your friends, get a Benz, inside’s mahogany |
| Pretty bitch, let her stunt, classy suit |
| Nice shoes, smoke blowing, guns all around |
| Yeah the mob will meet. |
| Now let’s keep it G |
| On some ref shit |
| We don’t trust each other, we don’t know each other’s |
| Address |
| I fuck your girl, crack your safe, slash the mattress |
| Nigga, you a actor, you a bitch, you’s an actress |
| I go and get it, yeah G and G |
| I don’t give a fuck, I hit your crib up with TNT |