ฟังเพลงGet Retarded (Explicit)

Get Retarded - DJ Kayslay

Uhh okay y'all know what this is

Jim capo ni**a we back on this motherf**ker

Drama king drama game bird Caine

Dip set diplomat y'all know what it is

Exclusive ni**a for the streets

Harlem stand up east side representers

You know what it is check it

Passed my hood throwin' w**d out the window

Half my hood they be out the window

Tell Kayslay throw the key out the window

I parked in front so I can see out the window

Get inside of the ride

20 inches piped in the side

So I cypher some eyes

Hell yeah like bikers we ride

Better yet like pilots we fly

Trust me you be flyin' all high

Like a bunch of birds and we dump the birds

And we bump the birds but "Mums" the word

Word word man bird gang

I thought you heard Mayne

But hold on Holmes I be rollin' stones

Rocked up like a rollin' stone

Blocked up and I hold the chrome

Pop up I will blow up homes dip set

He know it's on

Yeah it ain't even fair

I'll squeeze a flare I'll leave him there

Just bleedin' there no breathin' air

Just leave him there 'til police get there

Whoo That's my kind of work

F**ked up bulletproof liner shirt

Then we grind the work all kind of work

We watch po-po they tryin' alerts

F**k that dough they dyin' of thirst

Huh so we cop it and fry it

Chop and divide it toppers supply it

Yeah hit the block and he try it

Yeah watch the cops when they eye us

Yeah you know our block starts riots

If it's drama we can start it

Start the drama get retarded

Grab the llama load the cartridge

Turn yo' a** into a target

If it's drama we gon' start it

If it's problems we gon' solve it

Big revolvers you the target

Load the hammers load the cartridge

If it's drama we can start it

Start the drama get retarded

Grab the llama load the cartridge

Turn yo' a** into a target

If it's drama we gon' start it

If it's problems we gon' solve it

Big revolvers you the target

Load the hammers load the cartridge

I pop hoes and greet you

Nachos and cheese you

Send Vatos Choppos and Gablones to meet you

They pop yo' top slow pa blow and leave you

I got dough papo or chop low flaminga

I got hoes papo that lock load the finger

So all the broads now all across town

All aboard now let's all get all down

Yeah on the floor now lower your drawer down

Yeah yeah yeah yeah I know you thir-sty

I'm a gorilla case Harlem's my villa place

Ni**a what ni**a wait get it what

Get it straight

Ni**a get it f**ked get the eight

Get it up in your face

Yeah ni**a what ni**a hey

That's how my peeps roll

That's how the streets go

That's street code G roll we know

Man the boy gets busy

That's for sure fo' sheezy

The boy the busiest all the rizzy of rap

If it's drama we can start it

Start the drama get retarded

Grab the llama load the cartridge

Turn yo' a** into a target

If it's drama we gon' start it

If it's problems we gon' solve it

Big revolvers you the target

Load the hammers load the cartridge

If it's drama we can start it

Start the drama get retarded

Grab the llama load the cartridge

Turn yo' a** into a target

If it's drama we gon' start it

If it's problems we gon' solve it

Big revolvers you the target

Load the hammers load the cartridge

I gotta cock and load finna pop these hoes

Kill a motherf**ker let the glocks explode

Come up on a corner servin' rocks and blows

Get the millimeter gotta rock and roll

Gotta hit him with the heaters in the heart

And I hurt him with the hollows

Every time I heard he come around here

If you don't want the drama get up off the tip

I'll be the only motherf**ker servin' dubs

And the pounds here

It ain't sh*t for me to throw them thangs

If a ni**a try to go inside

I come breakin' him off

Catch you slippin' with the shiny rings

And ain't no need for you to

Get dramatic on takin 'em off

Catch him open when I'm kickin' in the do'

Shoot up on the ceiling

Then I get him on the flo'

Take yo' cash take yo' dro

Mac-11 rugers and a forty-fo'

Get your killers you better go get your gangstas

Better go get your hustlers

Better go get your riders

Better go get your motherf**kers

That'll handle that biz

Kill a ni**a even if they gotta do a bid

Dress up like chicken when I pull you with a wig

Take away your mothers and they kidnapped kids

Shoot at us then it's tit for tat

We the niggaz that be known

To hit a lick for scratch

Makin' money puttin' workers

On the tit with packs

Don't want no drama

With the honorary diplomat

I got a desert eagle

And a pocket full of shells

Opposition hangin' on a tip

Make confetti galore

Thinkin' I'ma let they pockets swell

It's murder when I'm fillin' up the clip

And I'm ready for war

Goin' through bodies and drillin' the wall

Dead 'em so quick

Then you be feelin' the fall

I'm makin' sure that

My enemy blood's fillin' the halls

When the twista got static

I'll be killin' them all

'Cause that's drama Mayne

If it's drama we can start it

Start the drama get retarded

Grab the llama load the cartridge

Turn yo' a** into a target

If it's drama we gon' start it

If it's problems we gon' solve it

Big revolvers you the target

Load the hammers load the cartridge

If it's drama we can start it

Start the drama get retarded

Grab the llama load the cartridge

Turn yo' a** into a target

If it's drama we gon' start it

If it's problems we gon' solve it

Big revolvers you the target

Load the hammers load the cartridge