מילים לשיר Get It How We Get It Splack – Youngbloodz

I'm saying everybody gettin' tired of the nickel and dime
Know what I'm saying?
Don't waste no time playa hating on another nigga
See.
Know what I'm sayin', get this money man, know what I mean? I kill for my nigga, die for my nigga
Send your weak body floating in the river
Ways of the day, man nobody knows
Hell I waited, and I waited, til' I can't wait no mo'
If you should be for sure to walk out your door with your 44.
Man, fLower than thirty dollars a month off in a nigga billfold
See money thirty times a day, still can't seem to hold
Now would somebody please let me know, what cha' got to show
For when thangs movin' slow, with only six grams of blow
Life ain't nothing but a struggle when you pit of the poor
Hustle and get it in, like most my niggas rockin' the boat
The strong survive, the weak should die, nigga must stay afloat
Be it a million sold, woah, gotta get it for sho'
Momma still work that 8 to 4 Lord, bless her poor soul
Turn this dope into some lyrics nigga, make it go
Cause we some fullGet it how we knew it, from the smoke unto the dust
From tracks to traps, slabs to raps
Spread a little round', make it all come back Now open up your mind, as we unclog your brain
And wipe away these thoughts of what you ever felt was pain
Cause like rain, it pours, like thunder we roar, your bloods at
your ass
And know that it's real
So get your face up out the floor
Cause sometimes I feel the only way to survive is, is just to
live
My life day by day, in the way I only should
So who the hell is you to tell me how to live it good
To partna' keep a look out for these niggas startin' to blast
To the good that went bad, from dwellin' in your path
And in a flash, you back at home
Under your sheets weepin' in your sleep
Like when them bitches start that snitchin', I'm a cut you deep
Now take a peep, and tell me what you see
It's dem boys from dat Attic makin' noise in the streets
shit
So don't you come with no hoe shit, or none of that old fuck
quick
Me and my niggas out to get it and split it, so nigga duck I put my grind down, I pick my rhyme up
Ain't no money loss, I sack it up, who gives a fuck
10% in church, oh it's a business now
I'm stuck in the dirt, I put in my work, money to be made
Don't play that dumb shit, by all these sales that I had I need
a lil' bit
Oh now you feelin' this, I knew you would though
A dirty south nigga straight up out the hood bro'
I went from trapped thang off in this rap game
Bid your clientelle, make a sell, it's all the same
And once you recognize, no tears from them eyes
You do that damn thang, wait for that big surprise
They say they know the deal, they say it's all real
They feel what I feel, thats what they need to kill A nigga tryin' to live, I gotta pay the bill
(hook)I lay these rap songs, to make you dance a lil'.