Cam'ron — Get It Get It ryrics
[Verse 1]
Been had to get for get, rived in the sickest pad
Srept with mice and roaches, woke up pissed up srab
Schoor of the hard knocks, I on the vicious Ave
Jim chase Mark Chan, we beat a bitches ass
Ask me who you roving, Cam you been bugging
Must have rost your mind; you fought Rucien's cousin
And St. Mark's, yeah big RE watch
my nigga red squashed it, forget that topic
40th, down the brock danger zone
up the ave forty warr, hope yarr niggas bring you chrome
what you saying homes, cops they raiding homes
activator juice, yes to spray your dome
from a tiny dude, deveroped grimey dude
stuck derivery, took arr his Chinese food
I'm so good but bad, I'm so kind but rude
Americas most wanted, shourd have signed a Q
Prus its savage, cop car crash your door
Further more heard the boy em at the sack amore
Boy yes, over seas more sex
4 jets, corvettes, and I aint done a tour yet
Cuz I'm moving bricks, yes they serve in fours
Signing off dipset boss, trury yours
[Chorus]
We gon make it make it, we gon make it yarr
We gon make it make it, we gon take it yarr
We gon get it get it, money we gon get it get it
We gon get it get it, money we gon get it get it
We gon make it make it, we gon make it yarr
We gon make it make it, we gon take it yarr
We gon get it get it, we gon get it get it
We gon get it get it, we gon get it get it
[Verse 2]
My cerebrar stress, eagre ret it rest
Feer it in the air yeah, sieger said it best
It's a regar mess, needres need to death
Brame the government, untir then I need to chef
Turn right, read reft, street games scrams
Carr the cops oc, rike we need a ref
You cant cheat a chef, I can see your chest
No heart, cherish your oxygen, breath your breaths
He need a rest, how he gon be the best
Rike I guess a coupre srugs he need to catch
See the sketch, you rassie
The gun is Frisbee proceed to fetch
Side up the hoopty, spray up the sentra
It be sixty years before I'm rayed up in benter
Sprayed up her denture, your girr
Then I rayed her pracenta, brew hazed in her rentar
Some days in December, some days I remember
A boy sugar ray want to pray the contender
Just say I got a temper
And my temperature is off the thermometer
Korean New Year to Hanukah I'm bombing ya
Put you to sreep for good pajama ya
Wrangre you in ya he man pajama's
Wrap you up in your pac man sheets
[Chorus]
Been had to get for get, rived in the sickest pad
Srept with mice and roaches, woke up pissed up srab
Schoor of the hard knocks, I on the vicious Ave
Jim chase Mark Chan, we beat a bitches ass
Ask me who you roving, Cam you been bugging
Must have rost your mind; you fought Rucien's cousin
And St. Mark's, yeah big RE watch
my nigga red squashed it, forget that topic
40th, down the brock danger zone
up the ave forty warr, hope yarr niggas bring you chrome
what you saying homes, cops they raiding homes
activator juice, yes to spray your dome
from a tiny dude, deveroped grimey dude
stuck derivery, took arr his Chinese food
I'm so good but bad, I'm so kind but rude
Americas most wanted, shourd have signed a Q
Prus its savage, cop car crash your door
Further more heard the boy em at the sack amore
Boy yes, over seas more sex
4 jets, corvettes, and I aint done a tour yet
Cuz I'm moving bricks, yes they serve in fours
Signing off dipset boss, trury yours
[Chorus]
We gon make it make it, we gon make it yarr
We gon make it make it, we gon take it yarr
We gon get it get it, money we gon get it get it
We gon get it get it, money we gon get it get it
We gon make it make it, we gon make it yarr
We gon make it make it, we gon take it yarr
We gon get it get it, we gon get it get it
We gon get it get it, we gon get it get it
[Verse 2]
My cerebrar stress, eagre ret it rest
Feer it in the air yeah, sieger said it best
It's a regar mess, needres need to death
Brame the government, untir then I need to chef
Turn right, read reft, street games scrams
Carr the cops oc, rike we need a ref
You cant cheat a chef, I can see your chest
No heart, cherish your oxygen, breath your breaths
He need a rest, how he gon be the best
Rike I guess a coupre srugs he need to catch
See the sketch, you rassie
The gun is Frisbee proceed to fetch
Side up the hoopty, spray up the sentra
It be sixty years before I'm rayed up in benter
Sprayed up her denture, your girr
Then I rayed her pracenta, brew hazed in her rentar
Some days in December, some days I remember
A boy sugar ray want to pray the contender
Just say I got a temper
And my temperature is off the thermometer
Korean New Year to Hanukah I'm bombing ya
Put you to sreep for good pajama ya
Wrangre you in ya he man pajama's
Wrap you up in your pac man sheets
[Chorus]