Текст песни «Go N Get Em». Boss Top & King Von

(Haha, CEO, turn that bitch 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 momma, I’m official (I’m official)
And you ain’t gon’ shoot shit, 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 momma ass a tissue (Momma ass a tissue)
We get to blowin’ like a whistle (Get to blowin’)
Clean out his like a pillow
Bullets hittin’ him, it ain’t shizzle (Grrah)

On my niggas, I’m that nigga (Yeah)
And I tote a nickel (And I tote a nickel)
I got money, ain’t got feelings (Yeah)
Keep them niggas out your business (Out your business)
Fled the scene, kill the witness (Boom)
Don’t let ’em get you (Boom, boom)
They had money on his head so his best friend just killed him (Damn, damn, damn)
It’s a shame, ain’t no telling what that do (What that do)
Play it cool (Play it cool)
Fool, had me fool (What?)
I keep fifty on me everytime I move (Yeah, I do)
I kept fifty on me when I went to school, I’m a fool (Damn, damn)
We tote sticks, ain’t talkin’ pool (Nah)
Grew up in the zoo, where they hop out and they shoot (Grrah, grrah)
Either you eat or you fooled (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 momma, I’m official (I’m official)
And you ain’t gon’ shoot shit, 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 momma ass a tissue (Momma ass a tissue)
We get to blowin’ like a whistle (Get to blowin’)
Clean out his like a pillow
Bullets hittin’ him, it ain’t shizzle (Grrah)

I’m Boss Tee and I get busy (Busy)
When it comes to guns, I’m picky, don’t like Ruger, I like Glizzys (I like Glocks)
Glock .20 with a switch (Brr)
Hundreds of hundreds on your head then your shit gon’ be missed (Baow, baow)
Mix the Perky with the jigga (Facts)
Fuck all my opps, they dead, put on Rolex watch, (Get ’em smash)
I rock Off-White and Amiri (Drip)
All the water on my neck, you can see these bitches clear (Pockets clean)
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 momma, I’m official (I’m official)
And you ain’t gon’ shoot shit, 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 momma ass a tissue (Momma ass a tissue)
We get to blowin’ like a whistle (Get to blowin’)
Clean out his like a pillow
Bullets hittin’ him, it ain’t shizzle (Grrah)

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