| Song | Get In 2 It |
| Artist | Fiend |
| Album | Mr. Whomp Whomp: The Best Of Fiend |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Fiend/Mia X | |
| Boy you done fucked up now | |
| Boy ..... [Fiend] | |
| All I know you better duck when | |
| I blast run when | |
| I pass (and get somewhere) | |
| Come up with my cash | |
| I'ma up and get mask (and get somewhere) | |
| Take what | |
| I'm owed I'ma have to unload (the ??) | |
| Re-stock the rifles ?? (cause I'm street with it) | |
| Never be punked keep one in the trunk (my deadly assassin) | |
| Get to jumping the skunk | |
| Mr Whomp (and I'm acting bad) | |
| Loaded and full don't try none of that bull (2 steps to the head) | |
| Go on and pull ?? (they'll find you dead) | |
| Down in the south claiming the heat (let 'em bleed) | |
| Going to get bucked and not give a fuck (where its ass bleed) | |
| This ain't just words and | |
| I damn sure can't fake it | |
| What I'm trying to say is you a coward and you might not make it | |
| Chorus:So what we got to do to get into it | |
| What we got to do to get into it | |
| Boy thinking we can do it [Mia X] | |
| Now we can flip anything that | |
| I front ya | |
| You say nigga | |
| I ride before you bring mine's | |
| I'ma leave yours outlined in chalk | |
| And if you talk to them f-e-d's | |
| Like the street code homie then the catfish are hungry | |
| Too many phony mothafuckas try to step in the circle | |
| Don't you know | |
| TRU bitches will hurt you | |
| Break your shirt too | |
| Mia X (Mama Drama) coming and swinging at dumb hoe beaters | |
| Right and left will crush you attitude adjuster | |
| Fuck get ready for war nigga send them on in | |
| Cause I got more guts than nare ?? | |
| I fears no man or woman and kin after them | |
| My gat retracts at them reacts and claps at them | |
| Nigga Chorus: | |
| Repeat 4X [Fiend] | |
| Now I done seen your kind before you walked that line before | |
| Plenty niggaz talking they sticking ass out ?? | |
| I don't hide from my hoes bitch | |
| I meet 'em where | |
| I tell 'em | |
| And let the results be 3 days and you'll smell 'em | |
| I can't give a nigga the satifaction of altercation | |
| Miscommunication got his ass with a bang face | |
| Chasing mothafuckas up the block if | |
| I have to | |
| Don't think that | |
| I won't smack you or bitch slap you | |
| With something filthy | |
| I bought for the dark 6 shot ghetto hot so | |
| I can't be caught | |
| Look I fuck with 'em | |
| I let the bulldog talk to 'em | |
| Don't got the pedigree of a g until it bark to 'em |
| zuo qu : Fiend Mia X | |
| Boy you done fucked up now | |
| Boy ..... Fiend | |
| All I know you better duck when | |
| I blast run when | |
| I pass and get somewhere | |
| Come up with my cash | |
| I' ma up and get mask and get somewhere | |
| Take what | |
| I' m owed I' ma have to unload the ?? | |
| Restock the rifles ?? cause I' m street with it | |
| Never be punked keep one in the trunk my deadly assassin | |
| Get to jumping the skunk | |
| Mr Whomp and I' m acting bad | |
| Loaded and full don' t try none of that bull 2 steps to the head | |
| Go on and pull ?? they' ll find you dead | |
| Down in the south claiming the heat let ' em bleed | |
| Going to get bucked and not give a fuck where its ass bleed | |
| This ain' t just words and | |
| I damn sure can' t fake it | |
| What I' m trying to say is you a coward and you might not make it | |
| Chorus: So what we got to do to get into it | |
| What we got to do to get into it | |
| Boy thinking we can do it Mia X | |
| Now we can flip anything that | |
| I front ya | |
| You say nigga | |
| I ride before you bring mine' s | |
| I' ma leave yours outlined in chalk | |
| And if you talk to them fed' s | |
| Like the street code homie then the catfish are hungry | |
| Too many phony mothafuckas try to step in the circle | |
| Don' t you know | |
| TRU bitches will hurt you | |
| Break your shirt too | |
| Mia X Mama Drama coming and swinging at dumb hoe beaters | |
| Right and left will crush you attitude adjuster | |
| Fuck get ready for war nigga send them on in | |
| Cause I got more guts than nare ?? | |
| I fears no man or woman and kin after them | |
| My gat retracts at them reacts and claps at them | |
| Nigga Chorus: | |
| Repeat 4X Fiend | |
| Now I done seen your kind before you walked that line before | |
| Plenty niggaz talking they sticking ass out ?? | |
| I don' t hide from my hoes bitch | |
| I meet ' em where | |
| I tell ' em | |
| And let the results be 3 days and you' ll smell ' em | |
| I can' t give a nigga the satifaction of altercation | |
| Miscommunication got his ass with a bang face | |
| Chasing mothafuckas up the block if | |
| I have to | |
| Don' t think that | |
| I won' t smack you or bitch slap you | |
| With something filthy | |
| I bought for the dark 6 shot ghetto hot so | |
| I can' t be caught | |
| Look I fuck with ' em | |
| I let the bulldog talk to ' em | |
| Don' t got the pedigree of a g until it bark to ' em |
| zuò qǔ : Fiend Mia X | |
| Boy you done fucked up now | |
| Boy ..... Fiend | |
| All I know you better duck when | |
| I blast run when | |
| I pass and get somewhere | |
| Come up with my cash | |
| I' ma up and get mask and get somewhere | |
| Take what | |
| I' m owed I' ma have to unload the ?? | |
| Restock the rifles ?? cause I' m street with it | |
| Never be punked keep one in the trunk my deadly assassin | |
| Get to jumping the skunk | |
| Mr Whomp and I' m acting bad | |
| Loaded and full don' t try none of that bull 2 steps to the head | |
| Go on and pull ?? they' ll find you dead | |
| Down in the south claiming the heat let ' em bleed | |
| Going to get bucked and not give a fuck where its ass bleed | |
| This ain' t just words and | |
| I damn sure can' t fake it | |
| What I' m trying to say is you a coward and you might not make it | |
| Chorus: So what we got to do to get into it | |
| What we got to do to get into it | |
| Boy thinking we can do it Mia X | |
| Now we can flip anything that | |
| I front ya | |
| You say nigga | |
| I ride before you bring mine' s | |
| I' ma leave yours outlined in chalk | |
| And if you talk to them fed' s | |
| Like the street code homie then the catfish are hungry | |
| Too many phony mothafuckas try to step in the circle | |
| Don' t you know | |
| TRU bitches will hurt you | |
| Break your shirt too | |
| Mia X Mama Drama coming and swinging at dumb hoe beaters | |
| Right and left will crush you attitude adjuster | |
| Fuck get ready for war nigga send them on in | |
| Cause I got more guts than nare ?? | |
| I fears no man or woman and kin after them | |
| My gat retracts at them reacts and claps at them | |
| Nigga Chorus: | |
| Repeat 4X Fiend | |
| Now I done seen your kind before you walked that line before | |
| Plenty niggaz talking they sticking ass out ?? | |
| I don' t hide from my hoes bitch | |
| I meet ' em where | |
| I tell ' em | |
| And let the results be 3 days and you' ll smell ' em | |
| I can' t give a nigga the satifaction of altercation | |
| Miscommunication got his ass with a bang face | |
| Chasing mothafuckas up the block if | |
| I have to | |
| Don' t think that | |
| I won' t smack you or bitch slap you | |
| With something filthy | |
| I bought for the dark 6 shot ghetto hot so | |
| I can' t be caught | |
| Look I fuck with ' em | |
| I let the bulldog talk to ' em | |
| Don' t got the pedigree of a g until it bark to ' em |