Lirik Lagu Get Throwed featuring Z-Ro, Young Jeezy, Jay-Z, Pimp C - Bun B
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[Intro]Smoke somethin, bitchUGK, hold up, talkin bout, uhh
[Pimp C]Pimp C P.A. Trill niggaPolo fuck that HilfigerMade myself a ghetto starOn the slab, sippin barreSmokin weed, sellin whiteThem other niggaz shit don't come back rightThat's how niggaz get poppedTrying to get the cheaper priceWatch yo' paper, guard your lifeCause most these niggaz ain't livin rightKeep yo' pistol, fuck a fightCause niggaz out here jack every nightI keep my mind on my money nigga fuck the fameBig face hun'erds, keepin the gameHittin the corner in the candy thangSittin on leather, grippin the grain
[Chorus: Z-Ro + (Young Jeezy)]Good weed, good drink, big money, we - (AYE!)Rollin in somethin' foreign, I'm leather grippin grain (YEEEAH!)I handle my business so I think I deserve to get throwed, throwed
[Bun B]Well I came in the door, I said it befo'I never fuck a hoe without head no moreI never pull up in nuttin less than a fourAnd I smoke cigars, it ain't just for the showI'm blessed from the do', and known for my stidileI send a nigga baby mamma home with a smidileYou can have the bitch nigga, I ain't sending men outSmoke weed and freestyle, no instrumentalBeen out, lived through the wicked streets of P.A.Motherfuck the judge, prosecutor and the DAHead to the H, where the hoes will fuck three wayTwo way, four way, anyway the Pro sayNever hear a hoe say no I won't, no I can'tStop it and no I don'tCause a bitch know that I might just explodeAnd slap her in the face with a pie a la modeCause a nigga gettin throwed
[Chorus - repeat 2X]
[Young Jeezy]You already know what it is, niggaSnowman, 16 5 a piece, nigga USDAI grind hard (grind hard) and play harder (play harder)Break out the pot (YUP) heat up the water (DAMN!)Swear to God the minivan do tricksHit the bricks hit the lions and wow, there go them bricksSlide through the hood (HOOD!) sittin on some big wheelsNiggaz coppin white and turn flips like cartwheelsTrapstar, my NexTel chirp all day (AYE!)Ridin' dirty, three nines and a four way (G-YEEEAH!)
[Chorus]
[Jay-Z]Big money, mayn - we only ride the bestThis one and only, big homeyTried to told you I'm thug, ha
So far I'm tourin on foreign landWorldwide I'm known for the Arm & Hamm--Er, Murder the streets I'm a wanted man(But the flow's like dope) So it's on againStarted with the block, hit it brick by brickThen I charted with the ROC nigga, hit by hitI'm retarded with the glock nigga, clip by clipThe competition is none, they deceased to existLet it breathe a little bitHe's off his rocker, he's a lil schitz'Roll like a football, Hov' used to cook rawNow I got the game sewn like granny's good shawlSure, y'all niggaz want warY'all got it backwards, y'all should want rawY'all should want more (and more, and more - uhh!)
[Chorus - repeat 2X]
[Pimp C]Pimp C P.A. Trill niggaPolo fuck that HilfigerMade myself a ghetto starOn the slab, sippin barreSmokin weed, sellin whiteThem other niggaz shit don't come back rightThat's how niggaz get poppedTrying to get the cheaper priceWatch yo' paper, guard your lifeCause most these niggaz ain't livin rightKeep yo' pistol, fuck a fightCause niggaz out here jack every nightI keep my mind on my money nigga fuck the fameBig face hun'erds, keepin the gameHittin the corner in the candy thangSittin on leather, grippin the grain
[Chorus: Z-Ro + (Young Jeezy)]Good weed, good drink, big money, we - (AYE!)Rollin in somethin' foreign, I'm leather grippin grain (YEEEAH!)I handle my business so I think I deserve to get throwed, throwed
[Bun B]Well I came in the door, I said it befo'I never fuck a hoe without head no moreI never pull up in nuttin less than a fourAnd I smoke cigars, it ain't just for the showI'm blessed from the do', and known for my stidileI send a nigga baby mamma home with a smidileYou can have the bitch nigga, I ain't sending men outSmoke weed and freestyle, no instrumentalBeen out, lived through the wicked streets of P.A.Motherfuck the judge, prosecutor and the DAHead to the H, where the hoes will fuck three wayTwo way, four way, anyway the Pro sayNever hear a hoe say no I won't, no I can'tStop it and no I don'tCause a bitch know that I might just explodeAnd slap her in the face with a pie a la modeCause a nigga gettin throwed
[Chorus - repeat 2X]
[Young Jeezy]You already know what it is, niggaSnowman, 16 5 a piece, nigga USDAI grind hard (grind hard) and play harder (play harder)Break out the pot (YUP) heat up the water (DAMN!)Swear to God the minivan do tricksHit the bricks hit the lions and wow, there go them bricksSlide through the hood (HOOD!) sittin on some big wheelsNiggaz coppin white and turn flips like cartwheelsTrapstar, my NexTel chirp all day (AYE!)Ridin' dirty, three nines and a four way (G-YEEEAH!)
[Chorus]
[Jay-Z]Big money, mayn - we only ride the bestThis one and only, big homeyTried to told you I'm thug, ha
So far I'm tourin on foreign landWorldwide I'm known for the Arm & Hamm--Er, Murder the streets I'm a wanted man(But the flow's like dope) So it's on againStarted with the block, hit it brick by brickThen I charted with the ROC nigga, hit by hitI'm retarded with the glock nigga, clip by clipThe competition is none, they deceased to existLet it breathe a little bitHe's off his rocker, he's a lil schitz'Roll like a football, Hov' used to cook rawNow I got the game sewn like granny's good shawlSure, y'all niggaz want warY'all got it backwards, y'all should want rawY'all should want more (and more, and more - uhh!)
[Chorus - repeat 2X]
