Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Get Some in Ya System, artist - Trillville. Album song Welcome to Trillville Usa, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 23.02.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Warner Reprise
Song language: English
Get Some in Ya System |
I can feel it, ya hater’s dont like it They see me at a show, them niggas get excited |
Cause they think they fixinta get me, but nigga i’m a riot |
By myself I’ma riot, so nigga dont try it Gun’s I collect em, gun’s for protection |
Gun’s for that nigga that try me and learned a lesson |
Cause they dont say B. S'n, Im good with my weapon |
Ain’t never been a lame in the game I respect it |
I’m looking for trouble, my own label just found out that I’m a monster |
But it’s too late cause I done signed for, a hundred or something |
Ain’t nothing I’m ruthless, still producing |
Cut me a check or you’ll find yo self toothless |
I’m Don Corleone, Keep it trill with no confusing |
Niggas say I’m trill |
They aint hard I can prove it… yeaaaah |
Im sippin on the crunk juice, Hennessy to get me loose |
Niggas gettin bunk and shit, dranking all the grey goose |
Throwin signs up in the air, representing from where they came |
Iits the same shit in the club, niggas fightin man. |
Throwin bows and breaking chairs, niggas pullin hoes hair. |
Runnin through the club with they click cause they don’t care |
Screamin out whateva side, all my niggas down to ride |
If you think I’m lyin then you pussy niggas bet not try |
I’ma let you know, that I never been the scary ho Busting niggas brain yo, for fucking with my game ho Then leave yo ass chained tho, in the the middle of your yard. |
I’ma pull yo card, for actin hard, down the boulevard nigga. |
(cmon) |
Guess who they called up? |
Out of the wood works |
Take off my fuckin shirt, I’m reppin to the dirt |
I’m reppin to the grave, I’m reppin for the A |
I’m ridin 21, on my Impala son |
I’m smokin big dro, I’m with the red ho. |
Her cousin got that blow, we kicked that nigga door |
Off the hinges, I’m relentless |
I represent this, can I get a witness (Amen) |
Amen, I works hard for the south |
These niggas playin hard wit they thumb in they mouth |
The house, the car, these bitches bustin out they bras |
Just so they can show they titties to a star. |
Baby my doors ajar, the passenger too |
I’m ready to ride, so whats up boo? |
(yeaaah) |
Keepin it real, |
Keepin it trill |
Reppin the ville, |
I sho will |