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d.i.t.c. - get yours (remix) كلمات الأغنية

[intro: big l]
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, uh, big l, uh, corleone a.k.a. tommy gibbs
flamboyant entertainment
d.i.t.c. forever, word up!
tired of these punk n_ggas, o
we gon’ hit ’em like this, check it out
yo!

[verse one: big l]
while y’all standin’ on the corner bummy and high
i’m out buyin’ the finest things money can buy
cats frontin’ like they holdin’, but them crabs is broke
chippin’ in for $10 bags of smoke
all on my back because of the fame and the wealth
you male groupie, you ought to be ashamed of yourself
plus i’m runnin’ with thugs who bust slugs at the heat
i be that mc who mad chicks be lovin’ to meet
and i’m not just a rapper, i got drugs on the street
i swear you’ll never catch corleone with lugz on his feet
if you think i’m not as nice as whoever, then put your money up!
put your jewels up! whatever, put your honey up!
put your raggedy house up, punk! or shut your mouth up
before i buck lead, make a lot of blood shed
turn your tux red, far from broke, got enough bread
mad hoes, ask beavis — i get nothin’ but head
[hook]
go all out, f_ck it, get yours! stick and move wit’ it, get yours! get dough! you only live once, sky’s the limit i hope your ears are attention y’all (alright, alright, okay, okay)
all out, f_ck it, get yours! stick and move wit’ it, get yours! get dough! you only live once, sky’s the limit i hope your ears are attention y’all (alright, alright, okay, okay)

[verse two: o.c.]
true indeed, l, i hear these n_ggas talkin’ out they mouth sl!ck
mad ‘cause they b_tches is all on our d_ck
peepin’ us out at the bar checkin’ out what kind of champagne we sip
jealous of the ice on my wrist
we pop don and cris’, no less
hard_pressed motherf_ckers chippin’ in for white star moët
chickenheads flock around us, thug n_ggas protect us
at the end of the night, all the hoes wanna s_x us
while y’all stand stagnated with blue b_lls
you face the song, “you’ll never find” like lou rawls
sh_t! how the f_ck a n_gga with two good hands and feet
be a bum and not survive in the streets?
get your weight up! right now! we ain’t promised later
do what you gotta do to get them big_headed papers
even if it mean you need ya team pullin’ a caper
instead of goin’ out like pushead & black, straight up!

[hook]
go all out, f_ck it, get yours! stick and move wit’ it, get yours! get dough! you only live once, sky’s the limit i hope your ears are attention y’all (alright, alright, okay, okay)
all out, f_ck it, get yours! stick and move wit’ it, get yours! get dough! you only live once, sky’s the limit i hope your ears are attention y’all (alright, alright, okay, okay)
[verse three: big l & o.c]
check it! my sh_t’s so hot, i give the mic a heat rash
i keep cash, you couldn’t pay me to rhyme if the beat trash
i stay bulletproofed up, benz couped up
when it’s cold, i rock the mink or i’m triple goosed up
yeah, no doubt we’re souped up, arrogant as f_ck
n_ggas can’t touch what we’re holdin’ when it comes to the buck
i push the double r, ride through the city like a star
dough bulgin’ out my pockets like my d_ck be hard!
i gotta go see papi and sn_tch this brick up
but first, i’mma smack this b_tch up ‘cause she scratched my 6 up
i ain’t the one to tax or stick up
cats get hit up frontin’ on me, y’all n_ggas got nothin on me
yo, let’s double the cream and stick papi, and hold it for ransom
keep the bricks, sell ’em all, triple the pie and some
k!ll two birds with one stone, get full blown
tango and cash, live n_ggas, mush and corleone

[outro]
go all out, f_ck it, get yours! stick and move wit’ it, get yours! get dough! you only live once, sky’s the limit i hope your ears are attention y’all (alright, alright, okay, okay)
all out, f_ck it, get yours! stick and move wit’ it, get yours! get dough! you only live once, sky’s the limit i hope your ears are attention y’all (alright, alright, okay, okay)

- d i t c

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