| Song | I Gots Ta Get Over |
| Artist | Compton's Most Wanted |
| Album | Music To Driveby |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Hudman, Johnson, MC Eiht ... | |
| Stiggety step right up here goes your pusher | |
| Dressed in black, dealing from bud to crack | |
| But the pusher don't know that i'm trying to scheme | |
| And if he let me get to close i might dope fiend | |
| Making snaps as he serves to the cluck bitches | |
| Rush your spot because i need the muther****ing riches | |
| He dont know me, but geah i know the fool name | |
| Hooked him up with a hoodrat, y'all know the game | |
| Call me a sneaky little devil | |
| Rush his ass to the spot as i clock him with a shovel | |
| Dont wanna do it but i gots to kick down my kid | |
| And if i aint got what you got, i'm putting in my bid | |
| Jack you, jack your crew in your territory | |
| Crazy muther****er but its just another gang story | |
| Make the hit as i creep in the nova | |
| Muther****er, cause i gots to get over | |
| First come, first serve | |
| Peel a nigga's cap if you got the nerve | |
| Geah, you don't work you dont eat is what the [huh?] say | |
| Don't wanna be broke so i work every damn day | |
| Jacking fools, hour after hour | |
| Like my homie scarface i got the money and the power | |
| Dig in your ass, making that cash faster than a jack | |
| Give it up smooth or to your jaw i start to mack | |
| I needs the muther****in snaps | |
| And since i grew up in a down hood, i gots to peel caps | |
| Call me a dark man, because i'm like a night creeper | |
| Clean up your set as i spray you with the street sweeper | |
| Too much hard times and i'm tired of taking | |
| I needs the muther****ing green and i aint faking it | |
| You can run but can't hide, because i know ya | |
| And pretty soon, i'm a have to get over | |
| 5-0 trying to run a fake jack move | |
| One times too dumb, i play it real smooth | |
| Out the back door a nigga belling | |
| "freeze", as they cock the gats, is what they yelling | |
| Cant let them catch up because they'll ruin | |
| So i hops the fence in my ****ing patrick ewing's | |
| Punk eiht fool, thats a damn dud | |
| Can't get beat down with no damn billy clubs | |
| Shorter than short, gaffle me up | |
| Cause i'm to quick to let a sorry fool step on my dick | |
| Geah. getting over on niggas real speedy | |
| In the city where everybodies greedy | |
| And now i'm at the end of my rope | |
| Police done caught me with an ass full of dope | |
| No more luck. i guess its true | |
| In the end you get ****ed, no more getting over |
| zuo ci : Hudman, Johnson, MC Eiht ... | |
| Stiggety step right up here goes your pusher | |
| Dressed in black, dealing from bud to crack | |
| But the pusher don' t know that i' m trying to scheme | |
| And if he let me get to close i might dope fiend | |
| Making snaps as he serves to the cluck bitches | |
| Rush your spot because i need the muther ing riches | |
| He dont know me, but geah i know the fool name | |
| Hooked him up with a hoodrat, y' all know the game | |
| Call me a sneaky little devil | |
| Rush his ass to the spot as i clock him with a shovel | |
| Dont wanna do it but i gots to kick down my kid | |
| And if i aint got what you got, i' m putting in my bid | |
| Jack you, jack your crew in your territory | |
| Crazy muther er but its just another gang story | |
| Make the hit as i creep in the nova | |
| Muther er, cause i gots to get over | |
| First come, first serve | |
| Peel a nigga' s cap if you got the nerve | |
| Geah, you don' t work you dont eat is what the huh? say | |
| Don' t wanna be broke so i work every damn day | |
| Jacking fools, hour after hour | |
| Like my homie scarface i got the money and the power | |
| Dig in your ass, making that cash faster than a jack | |
| Give it up smooth or to your jaw i start to mack | |
| I needs the muther in snaps | |
| And since i grew up in a down hood, i gots to peel caps | |
| Call me a dark man, because i' m like a night creeper | |
| Clean up your set as i spray you with the street sweeper | |
| Too much hard times and i' m tired of taking | |
| I needs the muther ing green and i aint faking it | |
| You can run but can' t hide, because i know ya | |
| And pretty soon, i' m a have to get over | |
| 50 trying to run a fake jack move | |
| One times too dumb, i play it real smooth | |
| Out the back door a nigga belling | |
| " freeze", as they cock the gats, is what they yelling | |
| Cant let them catch up because they' ll ruin | |
| So i hops the fence in my ing patrick ewing' s | |
| Punk eiht fool, thats a damn dud | |
| Can' t get beat down with no damn billy clubs | |
| Shorter than short, gaffle me up | |
| Cause i' m to quick to let a sorry fool step on my dick | |
| Geah. getting over on niggas real speedy | |
| In the city where everybodies greedy | |
| And now i' m at the end of my rope | |
| Police done caught me with an ass full of dope | |
| No more luck. i guess its true | |
| In the end you get ed, no more getting over |
| zuò cí : Hudman, Johnson, MC Eiht ... | |
| Stiggety step right up here goes your pusher | |
| Dressed in black, dealing from bud to crack | |
| But the pusher don' t know that i' m trying to scheme | |
| And if he let me get to close i might dope fiend | |
| Making snaps as he serves to the cluck bitches | |
| Rush your spot because i need the muther ing riches | |
| He dont know me, but geah i know the fool name | |
| Hooked him up with a hoodrat, y' all know the game | |
| Call me a sneaky little devil | |
| Rush his ass to the spot as i clock him with a shovel | |
| Dont wanna do it but i gots to kick down my kid | |
| And if i aint got what you got, i' m putting in my bid | |
| Jack you, jack your crew in your territory | |
| Crazy muther er but its just another gang story | |
| Make the hit as i creep in the nova | |
| Muther er, cause i gots to get over | |
| First come, first serve | |
| Peel a nigga' s cap if you got the nerve | |
| Geah, you don' t work you dont eat is what the huh? say | |
| Don' t wanna be broke so i work every damn day | |
| Jacking fools, hour after hour | |
| Like my homie scarface i got the money and the power | |
| Dig in your ass, making that cash faster than a jack | |
| Give it up smooth or to your jaw i start to mack | |
| I needs the muther in snaps | |
| And since i grew up in a down hood, i gots to peel caps | |
| Call me a dark man, because i' m like a night creeper | |
| Clean up your set as i spray you with the street sweeper | |
| Too much hard times and i' m tired of taking | |
| I needs the muther ing green and i aint faking it | |
| You can run but can' t hide, because i know ya | |
| And pretty soon, i' m a have to get over | |
| 50 trying to run a fake jack move | |
| One times too dumb, i play it real smooth | |
| Out the back door a nigga belling | |
| " freeze", as they cock the gats, is what they yelling | |
| Cant let them catch up because they' ll ruin | |
| So i hops the fence in my ing patrick ewing' s | |
| Punk eiht fool, thats a damn dud | |
| Can' t get beat down with no damn billy clubs | |
| Shorter than short, gaffle me up | |
| Cause i' m to quick to let a sorry fool step on my dick | |
| Geah. getting over on niggas real speedy | |
| In the city where everybodies greedy | |
| And now i' m at the end of my rope | |
| Police done caught me with an ass full of dope | |
| No more luck. i guess its true | |
| In the end you get ed, no more getting over |