GET IT CRACKIN

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We got Goose in the front, mo' bottles in back (mo' bottles in back)
We to the telly where the models is at (where the models is at)
Ain't no perhaps when we bout to get it crackin
This the type of life I live before I started rappin'
Goose, Goose in the front, mo' bottles in back (mo' bottles in back)
We to the telly where the models is at (where the models is at)
Ain't no perhaps when, we bout to get it crackin'
This the type of life I live before I started rappin'

VERSE 1
I say it's easy to see that M.C got hits (that M.C got hits)
Now in this game man I got a tight grip (man I got a tight grip)
Ain't no way I might slip, I might fall
I'm not slowing down, not even a slight pause
What makes you think I wanna be like y'all
Now you don't like me, well, I don't like y'all
Sport car, sittin' quite tall
20 inches up under me
All you haters up under me,
I, know you can't stomach me (uh uh)
Cuz a couple of grand, serious money for you
Man that's some fun for me
Lunch money
A, let's go get sum'n to eat
A, for all that cats that run wit me

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VERSE 2

Pull Up Stop Park,
Rims stop too
Spinners on my other whip
These rims don't move
I'm so cool and showing off a little (a little)
Man I can't help it lil' dirty doing his thizzle
But let's face it
It's mine for the taking
All you other rappers just have patience (patience)
But let's face it
It's mine cuz I'm blazin'
More than half of you rappers just faking

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VERSE 3
I walk in (hey M.C) and all attention on me
The Rich City Boy, Get It Boy, M.C (M.C.)
And I'm headed to room 303, 04, and 05
5-0 not quite
We get it crackin' so you know it's not quiet
Twins in the bed
And they say they not dice
Man I can help it you know this my life
When Chingy text me what's poppin'?
Man, this is what I replied:

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