Lirik They Got Me - John Forte
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featuring Destruct Fat Joe
[Forte' Chorus]
They Got Me killin with them
They Got Me sinnin' with them
Smokin' drum holdin' arms bustin' guns with them
They Got Me fearin' the pen cuz I don't want to go in
It's going on and n on and n on again!
[Forte' Verse One]
Yo Call my lawyer
They ran up on me son ain't nothin' for ya
Two shots my allabies I'm with Joe and De La Hoya
Fight on ran up in the crib and turned the lights on
Yo get this, Mothafucka! I don't leave no witness
Like Larry Fishburne, I'll meet in Hawthorne, pushin' lefts
With no signal light on, yo word bond, I know the shit's on!
Called Don Cartagena from the Pilan
Yo be war, lawyers and attorneys trying to hurt me
Indeed I, feel stressed
Clutched my shorty's chest smokin' C.I.'s
Truth or die, shoot the five, uncivilized to B.Y.'s
Muffled lives, like a pit bull at will
Sit 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 distilled
A hundred proof vest, bulletproof!
[Forte- Chorus 2x]
[ Fat Joe - Verse Two]
Ungh, yeah yeah...
I live a plush life
Nothin' on my wrist, crushed ice
Bumpin' the heist, in the GS with the bug lights
Just us guys, tough guys, the puff lye
Cut up pies from night, 'til the sunrise
If one of us dies, his fam gets a share
Every man's treated fair, no one's getting his hand kissed in the chair
We all shine as individuals, ex-criminals, we trained to not hate you for the
residuals
Now his interludes, reflecting h
[Forte' Chorus]
They Got Me killin with them
They Got Me sinnin' with them
Smokin' drum holdin' arms bustin' guns with them
They Got Me fearin' the pen cuz I don't want to go in
It's going on and n on and n on again!
[Forte' Verse One]
Yo Call my lawyer
They ran up on me son ain't nothin' for ya
Two shots my allabies I'm with Joe and De La Hoya
Fight on ran up in the crib and turned the lights on
Yo get this, Mothafucka! I don't leave no witness
Like Larry Fishburne, I'll meet in Hawthorne, pushin' lefts
With no signal light on, yo word bond, I know the shit's on!
Called Don Cartagena from the Pilan
Yo be war, lawyers and attorneys trying to hurt me
Indeed I, feel stressed
Clutched my shorty's chest smokin' C.I.'s
Truth or die, shoot the five, uncivilized to B.Y.'s
Muffled lives, like a pit bull at will
Sit 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 distilled
A hundred proof vest, bulletproof!
[Forte- Chorus 2x]
[ Fat Joe - Verse Two]
Ungh, yeah yeah...
I live a plush life
Nothin' on my wrist, crushed ice
Bumpin' the heist, in the GS with the bug lights
Just us guys, tough guys, the puff lye
Cut up pies from night, 'til the sunrise
If one of us dies, his fam gets a share
Every man's treated fair, no one's getting his hand kissed in the chair
We all shine as individuals, ex-criminals, we trained to not hate you for the
residuals
Now his interludes, reflecting h