Lyrics We Dont Get Down - Casual
*
Chorus
(Repeat
twice)
We
don't
get
down
like
dat
Even
though
it
might
look
it
might
sound
like
dat
Nigga
you
can
fuck
around
and
get
down
like
dat
Fo'
real.Fo'
real
[First
verse]
Sittin'
in
the
back...
hella
quiet
Eye's
hidden
with
the
hat
Silent
but
violent
is
how
he
act's
Only
word's
said
"I'll
be
back"
Even
the
fatigues
are
black
With
the
tree's
n'
the
gatt
Fifty
gee's
in
the
'lac
Smellin'
the
sack
Find
a
nice
little
rat
n'
probably
never
come
back
Be
circlein'
her
house
like
"where-ever
her
at?"
Other
than
that
a
nigga
stay,
smotherin'
rat's
All
in
her
cat
even
if
she
motherin'
dat
Dis'
E.S.O.O.G.
sippin'
VSOP
in
the
V.I.P
But
now
he
know
in
the
E.S.O
They
doh'wanna
seize
(see's?)
you
all
in
the
G.S.four
Heat
in
the
trunk
bad
bitch
n'
she
in
some
pump's
While
you
a
hop
skip
n'
a
jump
from
being
a
punk
Or
put
his
85
Fleet
up
on
your
lawn
n'
snatch
up
your
first
born
Like
Elle
Anne
or
Jean
Benet
n'
see
you
on
your
way
Everything
you
love
it
could
be
gone
today
Eh
I'm
psycho
alpha
crazy
disco
What,
a
brother
know?
Than
again
what
a
bitch
know?
Shit's
so
easy
for
the
schizo
get
dough
flip
mo'
------?
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Chorus
(Repeat
twice)
Eh
we
don't
get
down
like
dat
Even
though
it
might
look
or
might
sound
like
dat
Nigga
you
can
fuck
around
and
get
down
like
dat
Fo'
real.Fo'
real
[Second
verse]
Just
because
I
got
my
own
C.D.
n'
bitch's
be
on
my
lyric's
like
ecstasy
You
can
catch
me
(Uwe?)
n'
E
Fee
(check
shout
out's)
in
a
S.U.V
With
bitch's
lookin'
at
us
like
"rescue
me!"
Manipulatin'
women,
that's
my
speciality
So
that
could
be
me
in
the
Lex
two
gee
And
next
to
me
a
stallion
talkin'
'bout
sex
Nigga
I'm
a
do
my
thang
wit'
you
if
I
hang
wit
you
If
I
ain't
wit
chu
I'm
aimin'
for
brain
tissue
When
nigga's
who
came
with
you
think
I'm
playin'
games
wit
you
I
aimmm
n'
hit
you
with
the
same
pistol
I
ain't
a
killer
n'
premeditated
murder
undereducated.
And
don't
get
away
wit
it,
be
pointin',
the
finger
like
"Dey
did
it!"
A
nigga
snitch
went
bitch
real
game
wit
it
I
freak
a
flow
just
to
play
wit
it
Just
like
I
play
wit
ho's
intelligence
n'
tell
a
bitch
I'm
celibate
Just
for
the
hell
of
it
Didn't
like
smell
of
it
She
highly
upset
I'm
highly
intelligent
Buildin'
on
future
development
The
hardest
emcee's
out
are
now
delicate
Rap
voyeur
Wit
slap
for
ya
Tha'
warrior
Dela
Hoya
Swingin'
wit
no
feeling's
for
ya
Chorus
(Repeat
three
times)
Eh
we
don't
get
down
like
dat
Even
though
it
might
look
or
might
sound
like
dat
Nigga
you
can
fuck
around
and
get
down
like
dat
Fo'
real.Fo'
real
Final
chorus
(Slightly
changed)
Eh
Eh
we
don't
fuck
around
like
dat
Even
though
it
might
look
it
might
sound
like
dat
Nigga
you
can
fuck
around
and
get
down
like
dat
Fo'
real.
Fo'
real
(Major
Terror's
mellifluous
solo
begins.)
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