Lirik Lagu They Got Me - John Forte
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featuring Destruct Fat Joe
[Forte' Chorus]
They Got Me killin with themThey Got Me sinnin' with themSmokin' drum holdin' arms bustin' guns with them
They Got Me fearin' the pen cuz I don't want to go inIt's going on and n on and n on again!
[Forte' Verse One]
Yo Call my lawyerThey ran up on me son ain't nothin' for yaTwo shots my allabies I'm with Joe and De La HoyaFight on ran up in the crib and turned the lights onYo get this, Mothafucka! I don't leave no witnessLike Larry Fishburne, I'll meet in Hawthorne, pushin' leftsWith no signal light on, yo word bond, I know the shit's on!Called Don Cartagena from the PilanYo be war, lawyers and attorneys trying to hurt meIndeed I, feel stressedClutched my shorty's chest smokin' C.I.'sTruth or die, shoot the five, uncivilized to B.Y.'sMuffled lives, like a pit bull at willSit still, or you're shook real, y'all niggas need to get real, or get killed!The 4-fifth, call the men still, alcohol's never distilledA hundred proof vest, bulletproof!
[Forte- Chorus 2x]
[ Fat Joe - Verse Two]
Ungh, yeah yeah...I live a plush lifeNothin' on my wrist, crushed iceBumpin' the heist, in the GS with the bug lightsJust us guys, tough guys, the puff lyeCut up pies from night, 'til the sunriseIf one of us dies, his fam gets a shareEvery man's treated fair, no one's getting his hand kissed in the chairWe all shine as individuals, ex-criminals, we trained to not hate you for theresidualsNow his interludes, reflecting h
[Forte' Chorus]
They Got Me killin with themThey Got Me sinnin' with themSmokin' drum holdin' arms bustin' guns with them
They Got Me fearin' the pen cuz I don't want to go inIt's going on and n on and n on again!
[Forte' Verse One]
Yo Call my lawyerThey ran up on me son ain't nothin' for yaTwo shots my allabies I'm with Joe and De La HoyaFight on ran up in the crib and turned the lights onYo get this, Mothafucka! I don't leave no witnessLike Larry Fishburne, I'll meet in Hawthorne, pushin' leftsWith no signal light on, yo word bond, I know the shit's on!Called Don Cartagena from the PilanYo be war, lawyers and attorneys trying to hurt meIndeed I, feel stressedClutched my shorty's chest smokin' C.I.'sTruth or die, shoot the five, uncivilized to B.Y.'sMuffled lives, like a pit bull at willSit still, or you're shook real, y'all niggas need to get real, or get killed!The 4-fifth, call the men still, alcohol's never distilledA hundred proof vest, bulletproof!
[Forte- Chorus 2x]
[ Fat Joe - Verse Two]
Ungh, yeah yeah...I live a plush lifeNothin' on my wrist, crushed iceBumpin' the heist, in the GS with the bug lightsJust us guys, tough guys, the puff lyeCut up pies from night, 'til the sunriseIf one of us dies, his fam gets a shareEvery man's treated fair, no one's getting his hand kissed in the chairWe all shine as individuals, ex-criminals, we trained to not hate you for theresidualsNow his interludes, reflecting h
