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lil moe 6blocka & rooga - get out lyrics
[intro: rooga]
aye, aye, aye
aye, aye, aye
on fonem grave
i f_ck with this
(producer tag)
(let’s get it dawg)
[verse: rooga & lil moe 6blocka]
aye, b_tch i’m cool right now
n_gga play with me, he f_ck around get blew right down
and i got my bl!ck on me, in the stu’ right now
boy these 5.7 bullets comin’ out blue right now (bow)
we turn a n_gga block into a clue
everybody be wondering what happened (what happened?)
n_ggas act gangsta on the ‘book
get caught in the street, f_ck around get wrapped up
most of you n_ggas post pictures with guns
y’all ain’t nothing but actors
but i’m on the 6 posted up out north
i ain’t with nothin’ but factors (on the 6 block)
all them scr_ppers ridеrs (ride)
all them scr_ppers slidеrs
fonem arguing in the car about who gone be the driver
fonem hop out _phaah_, wet sh_t up like scuba divers (bah, bah)
they be like “d_mn that’s how you comin’? that n_gga rogga wild” (hahaha)
louis bag cost 23, i mix that sh_t with dior
and my glock a 23, but the clip hold 23 more
folks tryna hit him 20 times, i’m tryna hit him 23 more
folks tryna wait til’ after the party, i’m tryna catch him before (hahaha)
aye that choppa put your ass to rest
it’s like a tempurpedic (put your ass to sleep)
you the type to sneek diss on the stat’ and then delete
fonem might just do a hit out a prius (do a hit out prius)
walkup like the pizza man, i bet he won’t even see it (bow)
this ain’t no game we don’t play ‘round
this ain’t no playground, he gone get down or laid down
you got your bl!ck, and i got my bl!ck
let’s make it a quake out, aye
you got a glock, but i got a drac’ out
he with his b_tch, ah they tryna make out
caught him at the steakhouse, f_ck it we gone stake out
aye, aye, i got my bl!ck out, incase it’s a a bl!ckout
you tryna get up, i make you sit down
we got some big sh_t, that make you get down
we kidnap sh_t, like dude off “get out”
we in traffic, with 2 gen5 switches (slide, slide, slide)
hop out _phaow_, hit ‘bout 3 to 5 n_ggas
aye, don’t care if you got it n_gga, you can die wit’ it
tryna slide through the 6 gone be a suicide mission
boy you gone do what to who, in front of who? (who)
goofy got left out front tryna find his move (goofy, goofy aye)
shoulda played it cool, shoulda stayed in school
you wouldn’t’ve made the news
these hollow tips blue, you wouldn’t have a clue
i got sh_t so big, if i shoot you wonldn’t even shoot back
i got sh_t so big, if i was you i wouldn’t even do that (i wouldn’t even do that)
[outro: rooga]
on gang, on fonem grave
you already know how this sh_t go
scr_ppers
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