Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Get Ignit , by - Westside Connection. Release date: 31.12.2002
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Get Ignit |
| Security, you all might as well throw me out this bitch right now |
| «Scratching» Westsiiide |
| My garage, is not a mirage |
| I got a car collage for my entourage |
| We like, Dolomite when we stop at the light |
| Cause the rims keep spinning |
| And the bitches keep grinning |
| And these niggas keep winning, so they must be sinning |
| Cause all they do is party with a whole lot of women now |
| My grandmomma even called me a dummy |
| A ignorant little bastard, how I’m spending my money |
| I tell her, That’s right you ain’t as fly as your grandson |
| Handsome with a pocket full of randsome |
| It ain’t tricking if you got it, pull it out your pocket |
| Baby, drop it like a hydrolic, shake it like you Super Sonic |
| MAke me pshychotic when that booty look bionic |
| So if you see the crowd moving |
| Nigga don’t get scared, it’s just us players, c’mon |
| Just like your figures, I’m with my niggas |
| And we all with it, GET IGNIT |
| To all the bootyshakers, to all the moneymakers |
| Fuck the undertakers, GET IGNIT |
| Shake it all around, turn the party out |
| Pour Bacardi out, GET IGNIT |
| If you full grown, and you trying to bone |
| Fuck going home, GET IGNIT |
| I teach them way mean for the green |
| More muscle than a hawk, and whether it’s soft or hard |
| I seals it all in for |
| And it ain’t no sinking, we puts it down in front of ya |
| With a D cartel from CAli to Columbia |
| And I’m so hood with it, man it’s hard to explain |
| Accuse anybody, my old geez is to blame |
| And I’m so cold with it, its like ice in my vains |
| Knee deep in the game, I put a price on your brain |
| See me, I can double up twice with them things |
| Put her on a plane with them strapped tight to a frame |
| Fuck it, even move them on the bus or the train |
| Mack dime, the dope man, pushing dust 'till cane |
| When I bust throught green yards, when I’m back I’m fat |
| Got that rubber band cabbage, ten thousand a stack |
| I know them folks owe me homey, got me under attack |
| I’m still pulling on a Cuban with a big cover yack |
| Just like your figures, I’m with my niggas |
| And we all with it, GET IGNIT |
| To all the bootyshakers, to all the moneymakers |
| Fuck the undertakers, GET IGNIT |
| Shake it all around, turn the party out |
| Pour Bacardi out, GET IGNIT |
| If you full grown, and you trying to bone |
| Fuck going home, GET IGNIT |
| Hit like Richter, king ignit |
| Who the nigga drinking yard liquor |
| Hitting up the nerighborhood watch members |
| Zoamed out with the candy broam out |
| Rag on my mirror with the brains blown out |
| Dub Cizzle, I’m in this streets not industry |
| It’ll make no remedy for this penetentary tendencies |
| Bang loose with the strapped car keys |
| Seven figure nigga still bailing through the swap meat |
| Janky, I’m feeling the hanky, in the six double zero |
| Smoking weed, eating chili cheese Fritos |
| When we’re lethal, diamond great styles get you laid off |
| Fuck with Dub nigga, I’ll knock your french braids off |
| Keep it understood, I bang the hood |
| No falsehood, it’s all good |
| On my mind I keep it all hood |
| Getting it, pussy I’m hitting it, drinking 'till I’m belligerent |
| Turn the stuff and watch Dub get Ignit |
| Just like your figures, I’m with my niggas |
| And we all with it, GET IGNIT |
| To all the bootyshakers, to all the moneymakers |
| Fuck the undertakers, GET IGNIT |
| Shake it all around, turn the party out |
| Pour Bacardi out, GET IGNIT |
| If you full grown, and you trying to bone |
| Fuck going home, GET IGNIT |
| Keep it understood, I bang the hood |
| No false hood, it’s all good |
| On my mind I keep it all hood (2X) |
| GET IGNIT |
| 'scratch' Westsiiide |