Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Getting It , by - Wiz Khalifa. Song from the album Prince Of The City 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 19.11.2007
Record label: Rostrum
Song language: English
Getting It |
| Come and guess who bidd-ack, your favorite young kidd-ack |
| Niggas gon' hate but still the paper gon' stidd-ack |
| I live that, the live you little pricks wish to get at |
| Trynna get a name not the one to come spit at |
| They say I’m doin' my thing like no one ever did it |
| Actually made a name in this hatin' ass city |
| That’s why at every show you see me Pittsburgh Diddy |
| Hoppin' on the road I bring Pittsburgh with me |
| My Pittsburgh tat match my Pittsburgh fitted |
| I’m so oh so Pittsburgh if you don’t get it |
| My real niggas what up |
| Know a man never fall splat |
| If you down bounce back like a sit up |
| That money gotta get up, so why would I waste time |
| Get cake from my bars now so why would I waste lines |
| I’m like dark in the daytime |
| Something you can’t find |
| He young with a great mind |
| I’m all about stackin' money (stackin' money), Blowin' it (Blowin' it) |
| Gettin' love (Gettin' love), showin' it (showin' it) |
| Got ray (Got ray), Roll it then (Roll it then) |
| Dead Presidents we foldin' them |
| Talkin' bout hustlin' (hustlin'), shinin' (shinin') |
| Strugglin' (Strugglin') grindin' (Yeah we grindin' man) |
| Don’t talk till you livin' it (livin' it) |
| Gettin' it (Gettin' it), Gettin' it (Gettin' it) |
| And everybody knidd-ow, the boy got flidd-ow |
| Might be alright but can’t fuck with Young Wizzle |
| Mr. 41, I’m Young Blow it by the idd-ow |
| I do work for your money Stuart Little |
| Rollin' back to back stay what’s up I’m actin little |
| Blunts of that ray got my eyes all little |
| You know how I get down |
| Middle finger up and that Pittsburgh shit down |
| Yeah, it’s going didd-own |
| Now he got 'em all excited they recitin' what I spit out |
| Stone-cold hustler I’mma get mines nidd-ow |
| While y’all niggas sit out, doin what, I don’t know |
| I’m somewhere on the road and putting my next shit out |
| 5 alarm blaze flame can’t be put out |
| Addicted to getting paid change can’t be without |
| Niggas try to switch into my lane then spin out |
| It’s all me from here out |
| No doubt |