Представляем точный текст композиции "You Gonna Get It" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Clayborne Family . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «You Gonna Get It» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Clayborne Family передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Clayborne Family - "You Gonna Get It"
Lyrics to You Gonna Get It : (feat. Crashman) [Keith] Cali.. (yeah) Cali.. Cali I told yall how we do it round heah [Keith] Im goin back to Cali - hmm, I gotta think about it Cadillacn, paperstackin mayne [Keith] Im goin back to Cali, to Cali, to Cali Still steady tippin and pimpin mayne [Keith] Im goin back to Cali You want that right here' [Keith] Hmmmm, let me think about it [Verse One] Im the bomb I got the flow Pack a show, pimp the hoe Make the dough re-up and go Trick too slow' Chicks run dough Whats yo handle whats yo call Wheres the dro Ill smoke it all Tell yo name, state yo game I want the chips you have the fame Nigga backbite, game aint right Im dy-no-mite too out of sight Hard to reach, arms cant touch Run your jewels, rings and watch You thug you jacked em murder contractor Shut up dude! Youre an actor Lookin slick, when I come You slum you dumb get some and gun [Chorus] We got that dro on the block, you come and get it You want that blow and that rock, you come and get it We keep the heat on the block, you gon get it For plenty bitches - woo - we diggin ditches - woo! [Verse Two: Marc Live] Yeah.. look, look look I can bring you down, look Killers in the game, never need the fame Come wreck shop, put two in your brain Blow sets up, go sex it up Come see the kid, UHH, never did a bid (lets go) Never got caught, never came short (yeah) Never got shot, dont talk a lot Just watch me, I tote the heat (yeah) Light the weed up Purple haze kush the scene up Nighttime we eat the streets up Get set, get ready I spit, come crazy 20 Chevys, payload real heavy ... You lazy Dont hate me [Chorus] [Verse Three: Kool Keith] Ill beat it in the great lane Take the intestines out your {'} Whos standin on top of the mountain on top of yo great dane Its all love, grab a beer, life is great mayne John came through yesterday, he was no Fefferday{'} Now Thanksgiving is over, I cut the grass a little bit Above beyond the perfect task, strings around yo ass Michael Myers, brother knew lots, saavy We golden lover, a hundred fifty-five pounds, the Golden Glover With Bob {'} in Madison Square Can I get in where I fit in, you dont mind Im not invited Mr. Polystein, can I have a piece of yo bread Can I barge and piss on top of whos large Your cholesterol, your high blood pressure Now how Lucy used too much cream in the coffee The doctor said yall feedin the family too much marger-ine Uncle Fedley screamin out, the {'} workin the boy too hard Birds flyin by my rockin chair, you can sit here grandma Ima rake them leaves, Ima piss right here in the garden Now Bo {'} said hes losin his hair, I dont got the mange Now hes actin strange [Chorus x2] [ You Gonna Get It Lyrics ]
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