| Song | Get It In Ohio |
| Artist | Cam'ron |
| Album | Crime Pays |
| [Intro] Waddup, | |
| Midwest? T | |
| Hey forgot about the fourth coast | |
| Uh, it ain't nuttin though | |
| Waddup Arkansas, | |
| Minnesota, | |
| Kansas Kentucky, | |
| Missouri, everybody in the | |
| Lou'! [Verse 1] | |
| Geah! (HOLLA!) | |
| Thinkin 'bout | |
| Guy Fisher | |
| Never met him, but goddamn that抯 my nigga! (why?) | |
| I figure real estate, invested pie flipper | |
| Never snitch, me | |
| I抦 in a bathrobe, fly slippers (high 80s') | |
| Left Chicago wit good money for five drops | |
| Westside, did the | |
| Southside like the | |
| White Sox (Waddup Stony Island?) | |
| Bamboo and | |
| Pulaski, K-town is contra (Westside) | |
| They抣l dearly depart ya, in front of | |
| MacArthur抯 (Waddup Madison?) | |
| I抦 the author for gangsters, tough guys | |
| Did the whole | |
| Ohio, but | |
| I start it off of | |
| Buckeye (dey know me!) | |
| Columbus to ' | |
| Natti, them towns | |
| I raped 'em (sure did) | |
| Few clowns was hatin (what?!), moved my pounds to | |
| Dayton (Let's go) | |
| And in Akron, my niggaz they would throw things | |
| Not King James, these were coke kings (Buck, waddup baby?) | |
| Ain't he actin grown, doggy you ain't back at home | |
| Then smack the {?}, wrapped in chrome, you better get a chaperone [Chorus w/ ad-libs in background] | |
| If you know like | |
| I know, you should lie low | |
| Killa, I used to get it in | |
| Ohio Don抰 forget the | |
| Chi though, guns are like a pyro | |
| You keep playin, you will look like a gyro [Verse 2] | |
| Yo, ga'head and hate me hater 'cause | |
| I抦 flyer than a aviator? (Yes I am) | |
| Well, you抣l get | |
| SMACKED with the radiator | |
| And I get catered player - wanna talk? | |
| Maybe later | |
| Told her, her time was up, '88 her, | |
| Flavor Flaved her (Boyeeeee!) | |
| Need ya neck choked, rather your neck broke | |
| Ya dead broke, yet folks the jewels are like | |
| AIYYO!! And you抣l get yolked up, switchblade poked up | |
| Bitch-made since sixth grade, he need his rope cut (yes) | |
| Cowboy roped up, y抋ll boys sold what? | |
| Know what? | |
| The dope, crack, and coke is in the coat tucked (right here) | |
| Roll up, hold up, family, this a hold up! | |
| Get close up, soaked up, | |
| I抦 KG, postup | |
| Hoe, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts | |
| Family gettin bread, well he about to get his loaf cut (in half) | |
| Y抋ll doped up, this game is sewed up | |
| Malcolm X tell the white bitch yo, | |
| I want my toes sucked [Chorus] [Verse 3] | |
| Yo, I抎 rather be judged by twelve, than carried by six | |
| My twelve and twelve - well, they carry my bricks and them twelve-twelve fiends, they抮e married to sniff | |
| And the V12, that's on various trips [laughing] | |
| Y抋ll make a brotha laugh, me | |
| I took another path | |
| Come into my habitat, hover crafts, bubble baths | |
| Duffle bags stuffed with cash, fell in love with math | |
| I got the green | |
| Benz, red | |
| Range, mustard | |
| Jag White coke, tan dope, black gun, trey deuce | |
| Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, | |
| Grey Goose | |
| Pull out the rat-tat-tat (what you say?) | |
| Duck duck, say goose | |
| Beige coupe, suede roofs, send him off to | |
| Jesus (Jesus) | |
| H-deuce, yea yea, piss off the state troops | |
| See me, then they don't, | |
| I disappear, say | |
| POOF! Play | |
| Zeus, homeboy get a replaced tooth | |
| Not pot, mean dust when a nigga say juice | |
| Killa! Killa.. [Chorus] [Outro] | |
| You know what it is, nigga - | |
| Harlem 140th & | |
| Lennox, you faggot niggaz can suck a dick, fuck niggaz | |
| Everybody in the whole | |
| Midwest, Indiana | |
| Nebraska - | |
| Omaha, what's happenin? | |
| Err'body in | |
| Denver, Iowa, | |
| Illinois Chi- | |
| Town, Ohio, you know what it is | |
| I'll be home soon, | |
| Killa! Milwaukee, | |
| Wisconsin | |
| Waddup, Leche? | |
| Yo Happy, | |
| I'ma drop another package off | |
| Duke on that | |
| Westside of | |
| Chicago [laughs] | |
| Waddup everybody in | |
| Columbus? [fades] |
| Intro Waddup, | |
| Midwest? T | |
| Hey forgot about the fourth coast | |
| Uh, it ain' t nuttin though | |
| Waddup Arkansas, | |
| Minnesota, | |
| Kansas Kentucky, | |
| Missouri, everybody in the | |
| Lou'! Verse 1 | |
| Geah! HOLLA! | |
| Thinkin ' bout | |
| Guy Fisher | |
| Never met him, but goddamn that zhā my nigga! why? | |
| I figure real estate, invested pie flipper | |
| Never snitch, me | |
| I bǐng in a bathrobe, fly slippers high 80s' | |
| Left Chicago wit good money for five drops | |
| Westside, did the | |
| Southside like the | |
| White Sox Waddup Stony Island? | |
| Bamboo and | |
| Pulaski, Ktown is contra Westside | |
| They yun l dearly depart ya, in front of | |
| MacArthur zhā Waddup Madison? | |
| I bǐng the author for gangsters, tough guys | |
| Did the whole | |
| Ohio, but | |
| I start it off of | |
| Buckeye dey know me! | |
| Columbus to ' | |
| Natti, them towns | |
| I raped ' em sure did | |
| Few clowns was hatin what?!, moved my pounds to | |
| Dayton Let' s go | |
| And in Akron, my niggaz they would throw things | |
| Not King James, these were coke kings Buck, waddup baby? | |
| Ain' t he actin grown, doggy you ain' t back at home | |
| Then smack the ?, wrapped in chrome, you better get a chaperone Chorus w adlibs in background | |
| If you know like | |
| I know, you should lie low | |
| Killa, I used to get it in | |
| Ohio Don yāng forget the | |
| Chi though, guns are like a pyro | |
| You keep playin, you will look like a gyro Verse 2 | |
| Yo, ga' head and hate me hater ' cause | |
| I bǐng flyer than a aviator? Yes I am | |
| Well, you yun l get | |
| SMACKED with the radiator | |
| And I get catered player wanna talk? | |
| Maybe later | |
| Told her, her time was up, ' 88 her, | |
| Flavor Flaved her Boyeeeee! | |
| Need ya neck choked, rather your neck broke | |
| Ya dead broke, yet folks the jewels are like | |
| AIYYO!! And you yun l get yolked up, switchblade poked up | |
| Bitchmade since sixth grade, he need his rope cut yes | |
| Cowboy roped up, y qìn ll boys sold what? | |
| Know what? | |
| The dope, crack, and coke is in the coat tucked right here | |
| Roll up, hold up, family, this a hold up! | |
| Get close up, soaked up, | |
| I bǐng KG, postup | |
| Hoe, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts | |
| Family gettin bread, well he about to get his loaf cut in half | |
| Y qìn ll doped up, this game is sewed up | |
| Malcolm X tell the white bitch yo, | |
| I want my toes sucked Chorus Verse 3 | |
| Yo, I yǔn rather be judged by twelve, than carried by six | |
| My twelve and twelve well, they carry my bricks and them twelvetwelve fiends, they zhěn e married to sniff | |
| And the V12, that' s on various trips laughing | |
| Y qìn ll make a brotha laugh, me | |
| I took another path | |
| Come into my habitat, hover crafts, bubble baths | |
| Duffle bags stuffed with cash, fell in love with math | |
| I got the green | |
| Benz, red | |
| Range, mustard | |
| Jag White coke, tan dope, black gun, trey deuce | |
| Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, | |
| Grey Goose | |
| Pull out the rattattat what you say? | |
| Duck duck, say goose | |
| Beige coupe, suede roofs, send him off to | |
| Jesus Jesus | |
| Hdeuce, yea yea, piss off the state troops | |
| See me, then they don' t, | |
| I disappear, say | |
| POOF! Play | |
| Zeus, homeboy get a replaced tooth | |
| Not pot, mean dust when a nigga say juice | |
| Killa! Killa.. Chorus Outro | |
| You know what it is, nigga | |
| Harlem 140th | |
| Lennox, you faggot niggaz can suck a dick, fuck niggaz | |
| Everybody in the whole | |
| Midwest, Indiana | |
| Nebraska | |
| Omaha, what' s happenin? | |
| Err' body in | |
| Denver, Iowa, | |
| Illinois Chi | |
| Town, Ohio, you know what it is | |
| I' ll be home soon, | |
| Killa! Milwaukee, | |
| Wisconsin | |
| Waddup, Leche? | |
| Yo Happy, | |
| I' ma drop another package off | |
| Duke on that | |
| Westside of | |
| Chicago laughs | |
| Waddup everybody in | |
| Columbus? fades |