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c-mob - let's get em (remix) كلمات الأغنية

let’s get em (remix) lyrics
[intro]
bootleg, yeah
madame dane, uh huh
c_mob, c’mon
c’mon
let’s get em

[hook: madam dane & bootleg]
let’s get em
aim for the head in the middle even with the sh_t back in a spittle
c’mon let’s get em
hit spleen, blow a hole in his chest and the rest can’t believe how we did him
c’mon let’s get em
softer than a twinkie in the middle wonder why real n_ggas don’t feel em
let’s get em
200 round drums
lеft blood in his lungs
tell the medic shе’s too late to get em
c’mon et’s get em
aim for the head in the middle even with the sh_t back in a spittle
c’mon let’s get em
hit spleen, blow a hole in his chest and the rest can’t believe how we did him
c’mon let’s get em
softer than a twinkie in the middle wonder why real n_ggas don’t feel em
let’s get em
200 round drums
left blood in his lungs
tell the medic she’s too late to get em
[verse 1: madame dane]
madame swag is k!ll
hit by these all for the master deal
take bitty franks and a mass of meals
blast for bills
give p_ssy n_ggas a mask and gills
keep a soft n_gga with a flashing grill
bottle full of water, b00bs and x pills
chop a brick slab for the pads of grill
guts keep coming trynna catch that thrill
chase that pill
smoke that real
off them once till they lungs get ill
rain down ups till my pockets spill
even the thug said that b_tch got sk!lls
i’m [soon chat?] will with intent to k!ll
stop a n_gga fight like a richer steel
stand in again till my numbers stand still
go run it up the middle like a running_back will

[hook: madam dane & bootleg]
let’s get em
aim for the head in the middle even with the sh_t back in a spittle
c’mon let’s get em
hit spleen, blow a hole in his chest and the rest can’t believe how we did him
c’mon let’s get em
softer than a twinkie in the middle wonder why real n_ggas don’t feel em
let’s get em
200 round drums
left blood in his lungs
tell the medic she’s too late to get em
c’mon et’s get em
aim for the head in the middle even with the sh_t back in a spittle
c’mon let’s get em
hit spleen, blow a hole in his chest and the rest can’t believe how we did him
c’mon let’s get em
softer than a twinkie in the middle wonder why real n_ggas don’t feel em
let’s get em
200 round drums
left blood in his lungs
tell the medic she’s too late to get em
[verse 2: bootleg]
how many y’all want n_ggas want it with leg
i send a bullet through the front come out the back of your head
and i’mma flint cowboy slinging nothing but lead
don’t make me leave a horse head at the foot of your bed
date night made n_ggas still ducking the feds
got to work prepping the search
plugged in with your dreads
it’s like a pillsbury doughboy i’m about the bread
trynna make enough cheddar for the clique to spread
let’s get em
k!ll em
we don’t feel em
numb from the waste down when we hit em
another paraplegic got his homeboys with em
on the first 48 you saw the way that we did em
let’s get em
from the blocks to the yard_set of prison
from a gram, to a eighth, to a fourth, of a chick
took a break from the kitchen wrists hurt from whipping
wordplay, lock the bullets in the cage then flip em

[hook: madam dane & bootleg]
let’s get em
aim for the head in the middle even with the sh_t back in a spittle
c’mon let’s get em
hit spleen, blow a hole in his chest and the rest can’t believe how we did him
c’mon let’s get em
softer than a twinkie in the middle wonder why real n_ggas don’t feel em
let’s get em
200 round drums
left blood in his lungs
tell the medic she’s too late to get em
c’mon et’s get em
aim for the head in the middle even with the sh_t back in a spittle
c’mon let’s get em
hit spleen, blow a hole in his chest and the rest can’t believe how we did him
c’mon let’s get em
softer than a twinkie in the middle wonder why real n_ggas don’t feel em
let’s get em
200 round drums
left blood in his lungs
tell the medic she’s too late to get em
[verse 3: c_mob]
let’s get em take a hand out i’m a sinner
got a hollow in the chamber and i keep it c_cked back with the clip full
mob, madam and leg will make you beg for your life like a poodle to a pack full of pit_bulls
you don’t want my trigger finger to itch again
struggling and i live in the midst of sin
indiana all the way into michigan
you’d a learned if you woulda been listening (grr)
b_tch, so when you see me you better go the other way
because i gotta spray, sunday to sat_rday
had to pay dues, no saint like latter day
my bullets are hungry and i’m about to let them go
see, they’re t__th and they bite
and after i’m done with the murder i get away, just like a thief in the night

- c mob

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