paroles de chanson Let's Get It On - Heavy D , The Notorious B.I.G. , Grand Puba , 2Pac
Yea
this
is
uh
an
untouchable
funk
you
know
what
I'm
sayin
This
is
for
all
the
players
and
playetts
wherever
you
at
you
dig
I'm
talkin
about
from
this
side
to
that
side
East
side,
west
side,
your
side,
my
side
It's
all
about
being
funky
man
Aiyyo
give
me
that
microphone
It's
Heavy
D
the
baritone
and
I'm
home
alone
dig
it
And
I'm
always
staying
freshly
dipped
on
1-2-5th
Where
the
dogs
bark
and
the
dreadlock
be
sparkin
spliff
Okay
okay
okay
okay
it's
Heavy
D
again
Hallelujah
I'm
on
your
T.V.
screen
again
You
see
me
on
your
MTV
and
on
your
BET
And
on
your
local
focal
point
video
show
Nigga
this
how
it
flow
so
fly
like
an
eagle
No
sequels
no
weed
but
I
get
love
from
all
the
thugs
Cause
they
still
my
people
I'm
dynamic
punks
panic
when
they
see
me
They
get
all
shook
up
when
my
mic's
hooked
up
Let's
get
it
on!
Untouchables
at
your
door
(Let's
get
it
on)
All
you
wack
rappers
hit
the
floor
Untouchables
at
your
door
(Let's
get
it
on)
All
you
wack
rappers
hit
the
floor
How
should
I
plead
forever
thuggin
on
a
quest
to
get
G's
Runnin
from
enemies
ever
since
the
days
of
a
seed
I'm
under
pressure
the
stress
will
have
me
drinkin
Thinkin
niggaz
after
me
much
too
paranoid
to
blink
Wonder
why
the
police
don't
want
to
see
me
stackin
G's
They
after
a
playa
but
I
won't
let
em
capture
me
I
gotta
thank
the
lord
for
the
weed
and
the
nicotine
I
can't
sleep
close
my
eyes
I
see
wicked
deams
(deamons)
I
keep
my
pistol
by
my
bedside
one
in
the
chamber
Preoccupied
with
homocide
my
life's
in
danger
Rollin
down
the
four-five
beware
of
stangers
Hand
on
my
4-5
that's
what
the
fame
does
I'm
probably
wrong
but
I'll
never
know
it
till
I'm
gone
From
out
the
ghetto
where
the
jealous
motherfuckers
roam
Pass
the
weed
let
that
Hennessey
get
to
me
Before
the
penitentiary
Let's
get
it
on!!
Untouchables
at
your
door
(Let's
get
it
on)
All
you
wack
rappers
hit
the
floor
Untouchables
at
your
door
(Let's
get
it
on)
All
you
wack
rappers
hit
the
floor
I
thought
you
knew
I
stay
true
to
this
rhyme
thing
I
do
I
have
all
the
honeys
saying,
"Go
Pu'!"
I
flip
a
style
from
the
projects
building
70
apartment
6C
I
turn
food
stamps
to
green
stamps
rough
power
amps
And
sold
weed
under
corner
lamps
but
now
I'm
just
microphone
talkin
So
when
you
see
my
ass
have
my
cash
or
just
keep
walking
Niggaz
got
more
game
than
Genesis
Seen
a
movie
in
L.A.
now
everybody
want
to
see
But
them
youth
don't
trouble
we
Because
they
fall
victim
to
what
they
see
hey!
I
keeps
it
reel
to
reel
like
my
last
album
title
song
But
I
understand
it
takes
a
year
for
niggaz
to
catch
on
(Hit
em
in
the
head
dog)
So
let's
get
it
on!
yea
Split
the
dutches
fill
it
with
the
skunk
we
about
to
Get
wicked
in
the
joint
uh
Notorious
is
glorious
Niggas
now
who's
the
mind
blower,
the
weed
grower
Have
you
seeing
doubles
like
Noah,
the
rhyme
flower
B.I.G.
top
notch
with
the
glock
check
your
pockets
And
your
sock
it's
just
the
way
my
pops
taught
me
When
you
throw
the
drop
check
em
thoroughly
The
bastard
might
spin
around
and
try
to
bury
me
And
dead
niggas
don't
make
no
moves
When
I'm
slingin
in
the
hood
I
don't
fake
no
moves
aight
Reminiscin
on
my
swingin
days
When
I
drove
a
Caddy
and
my
bitch
sported
finger
waves
Yea
she
had
the
Gucci
boots
I
had
Sarducci
suits
Oshkosh-begosh
Coca-Cola
lookin
real
cute
Junior
M.A.F.I.A.
representin
Bucktown
Mac-11
cocked
back
niggaz
better
duck
down
Face
down
you
know
the
routine
the
cream
Earrings
you
know
the
drama
Biggie
bring
Let's
get
it
on
Untouchables
at
your
door
(Let's
get
it
on)
All
you
wack
rappers
hit
the
floor
Untouchables
at
your
door
(Let's
get
it
on)
All
you
wack
rappers
hit
the
floor
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