ฟังเพลงGo N Get Em (Explicit)

Go N Get Em (Explicit) - King Von/Boss Top

Haha

CEO

Turn that b***h up

Ayy

Pull up

Lam

Von

We gon' go and get him

We gon' go and get him

And if he ain't alone

We killin' everybody with him

Everybody with him

On my mama

I'm official

I'm official

And you ain't gon' shoot s**t

So what you doin' with that pistol

What you doin' with that pistol

Magazines for that issue

Magazines

Be at your funeral on time and give your mama a*s a tissue

Mama a*s a tissue

We get to blowin' like a whistle

Get to blowin'

Clean out his pile like a pillow

Bullets hit him

Then they sizzle

Grrah

On my n***as

I'm that n***a

Yeah

And I tote a nickel

And I tote a nickel

I got money

Ain't got feelings

Yeah

Keep them b***hes out your business

Out your business

Flee the scene

Kill the witness

Boom

Don't let 'em get you

Boom

Boom

Boom

They had money on his head so his best friend just killed him

Boom

Boom

Boom

It's a shame

Ain't no telling what they'll do

Nah

Nah

N***as'll play it cool

Play it cool

N***as fool

Had me fool

What

I keep fifty on me every time I move

Yeah

I do

I kept fifty on me when I went to school

I'm a fool

D**n

D**n

We tote sticks

Ain't talkin' pool

Nah

Grew up in the zoo

Where they hop out and they shoot

Grrah

Either you eat or you food

Grrah

Grrah

I make 'em think that we cool

Set him up and scoom

Boom

Boom

Line 'em up then boom

L hope Heaven got some room

Boom

Boom

Boom

Boom

We gon' go and get him

We gon' go and get him

And if he ain't alone

We killin' everybody with him

Everybody with him

On my mama

I'm official

I'm official

And you ain't gon' shoot s**t

So what you doin' with that pistol

What you doin' with that pistol

Magazines for that issue

Magazines

Be at your funeral on time and give your mama a*s a tissue

Mama a*s a tissue

We get to blowin' like a whistle

Get to blowin'

Clean out his pile like a pillow

Bullets hit him

Then they sizzle

Grrah

I'm Boss Tee and I get busy

Busy

When it comes to guns

I'm picky

Don't like Rugers

I need a Glizzys

I like Glocks

Glock 20 with a switch

Brr

Hunnid hunnids on yo' head then your s**t gon' be missing

Baow

Baow

Mix the Perky with the Jig'

Facts

F**k all my opps

They dead

Put on Rolex watch on Billy

Get 'em smash

I rock Off-White and Amiri

Drip

All white water on my neck

You can see these b***hes clear

My s**t 3D

Leave him bleedin' on his period

Wet

Put 'em on the Internet

Everybody eyes teary

Ha

You can even ask Siri

Ask her

Be like

Who run the city She gon' tell you

O'Block

Period

Brr

We gon' go and get him

We gon' go and get him

And if he ain't alone

We killin' everybody with him

Everybody with him

On my mama

I'm official

I'm official

And you ain't gon' shoot s**t

So what you doin' with that pistol

What you doin' with that pistol

Magazines for that issue

Magazines

Be at your funeral on time and give your mama a*s a tissue

Mama a*s a tissue

We get to blowin' like a whistle

Get to blowin'

Clean out his pile like a pillow

Bullets hit him

Then they sizzle

Grrah

Grrah