Текст песни Got the Drop - Teejay3k feat. ShooterGang Kony & Show Banga

Dave-o, make me a slap

Oh shit, I just got the drop on that nigga
If I see him, then catch him, spin the block on that nigga
Why these niggas pump fakin' like they rock with a nigga?
You wasn't with me late nights whippin' pots with a nigga
What you thought, lil' nigga? Stop playin' with a G
Like a locksmith, I be playin' with the keys
That nigga ain't on my level, stop comparin' him to me
Honestly, I'm 'bout whatever, I'm the man in these streets, yeah

If he playin' with the team, leave his head on the seat
Crackers lurkin', so I had to put my mans on beat
He an't have a chance to breathe, he was dead on the scene
Ain't remember where it happened, I was dead out the league
I been fuckin' niggas' bitches for a long time
She suckin' dick right now, you hit the ho up at the wrong time
Split a nigga's wig in a long time
So you bitch niggas better not cross the wrong line
I got it on me, yeah, I'm ridin' with the rod
I'm not playin', nigga, you can get shot, shot
What the business is, what you tryna do?
I got clips for the team, nigga, they can get it too
I got pints of the lean, I got boot
I got freak bitches for the weekend gettin' loose
How you carry that strap but you won't shoot?
Fuck that talkin' shit, nigga, let it loose, let it loose

Oh shit, I just got the drop on that nigga
If I see him, then catch him, spin the block on that nigga
Why these niggas pump fakin' like they rock with a nigga?
You wasn't with me late nights whippin' pots with a nigga
What you thought, lil' nigga? Stop playin' with a G
Like a locksmith, I be playin' with the keys
That nigga ain't on my level, stop comparin' him to me
Honestly, I'm 'bout whatever, I'm the man in these streets, yeah

Fuck the club 'less I'm gettin' in with my gun
You conversate with the police, we don't never talk about none'
Fuck a bitch in the moonlight, probably bust in her, no gun
I catch a dub loafin', I shoot at him just for fun, more than once
All you Tommy head ass got no business
I don't do no drugs but I'll shoot front the witness
Nigga all in my mentions, I feel no tension
Give your mama dick 'fore you glizzy with an extension
Probably should've mentioned if it
Ain't about the bands then it's flu game
I'm flooded so tell 'em to step they damage up
High speed, I was in a Rover, not a Challenger
Jewelry break dancin' for days, talk about stamina
You don't push a line,
You should back it off, you don't want the MAC involved
Chopper take a bite and that's before we grab the Macintosh
Louis V, talkin' 'bout money, she tried to jack me off
Worry what it cost, that's a problem that i haven't crossed, nigga

Oh shit, I just got the drop on that nigga
If I see him, then catch him, spin the block on that nigga
Why these niggas pump fakin' like they rock with a nigga?
You wasn't with me late nights whippin' pots with a nigga
What you thought, lil' nigga? Stop playin' with a G
Like a locksmith, I be playin' with the keys
That nigga ain't on my level, stop comparin' him to me
Honestly, I'm 'bout whatever, I'm the man in these streets, yeah

Big dawg chew, I do big dawg shit
Paper gettin' long like extendo clips
Nine times out of ten I'm probably in your bitch
Yeah, I started from the soil, tryna end up rich
You ain't cut from this cloth, this that up type shit
You cornball niggas I just can't rock with
Whole clique certified, I'm the one they can't deny
I remember bein' broke, now it's checks from BMI
Pullin' up in that Beamer, relaxin' with my feet up
Had to go and get my eats up, they want pictures when they see us
Now it cost paper just to meet us, just to greet us
Walk around with the racks and it's bands on the Visa
I been a star, bitch, I'm legendary
Dope dick had her in love like it's February
You niggas very scary, I can't hang 'round y'all
Takin' off on niggas like Rondo did Paul

Oh shit, I just got the drop on that nigga
If I see him, then catch him, spin the block on that nigga
Why these niggas pump fakin' like they rock with a nigga?
You wasn't with me late nights whippin' pots with a nigga
What you thought, lil' nigga? Stop playin' with a G
Like a locksmith, I be playin' with the keys
That nigga ain't on my level, stop comparin' him to me
Honestly, I'm 'bout whatever, I'm the man in these streets, yeah