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get 'em - cassidy lyrics

[c-ssidy]
this the boy c-ssidy man
and i’m feeling like a red nose that we just let out the cage man
i’m ready to bite one of you n-gg-z at any given moment

get ’em!!!!

[verse 1]
my sh-t is the truth i get in the booth
and start spitting like i’m missing a tooth
you listening duke, i’m gripping the coupe, lifting the roof
sip the orange juice mixed with the goose
or shots of the yak i got gats that could lift up a moose
stay with a biscuit to shoot like i’m bishop in juice
i get more b-tches than luke when i run the block
fiends scream “i wanna rock, i wanna rock ock”
i’m right in the curb white and the herb
and i got a nice price on the birds you might could get served
you come with the doe i come with the blow
but if you don’t come with the change i’m a come with them thangs
run up on you with the gun in the d-ckie
the collar coat hold a hundred and fifty
you wanna get busy come get me i’ll bury you cats
cus i wife the knife and i marry my gat

[hook-swizz beats]
get ’em get ’em get ’em get ’em
get ’em c-ss
get ’em get ’em get ’em get ’em
get ’em c-ss

get ’em get ’em get ’em get ’em
get ’em c-ss
get ’em get ’em get ’em get ’em
get ’em c-ss

[verse 2]
a yo my flow sick i need an antihistamine
both of my wrists gleam and my fist just as mean
it’s blue but it’s see-through like listerine
i get the cream on the strip f-cking with the fiends
so go and get your team
and i’ll get ’em all smoked like a stick a nicotine or a nick of green
and i don’t talk to these hoes like i’m mr. bean
i just let ’em mop me off get a mr. clean
and i might pop her off if the chick is mean
i got some stories i can tell i’ll sell a chick a dream
i’ll let her sip a little liquor let her hit the green
then i’m a unb-tton her blouse and unzip her jeans
and merk that -ss, hurt that -ss
c-ss show you how to work that -ss
and i ain’t with my boy kells in the hotel no more
i’m on the strip making sells fish scale galore
wh-r-

[hook-swizz beats]
get ’em get ’em get ’em get ’em
get ’em c-ss
get ’em get ’em get ’em get ’em
get ’em c-ss

get ’em get ’em get ’em get ’em
get ’em c-ss
get ’em get ’em get ’em get ’em
get ’em c-ss

[verse 3]
i’m still acting a fool packing a tool
went back to the dude before i was with the black and the jewels
i don’t feel right if i ain’t strapped with the tool
but give me a gat and i’m cool like the mac or the ooze
and i’ll clap at you dudes i ain’t scr-pping you dudes
i’m kind of light and i ain’t fighting i got ratchets to use
i’ll have cats like “d-mn yo what happened to dude?”
listen homey if i’m hungry you’ll get jacked for your food
i’m back on the move, back on the grind
i’m a natural born hustler i just happened to rhyme
who would of ever thought i’ll be the cat to get signed
but life hard to predict the sh-t happen sometimes
cats jacking my lines, taking my style
but there ain’t no perpetrators aloud
if you die then you can’t testify when i take it to trial
you can hate it i just take it and smile
motherf-cker

[hook-swizz beats]
get ’em get ’em get ’em get ’em
get ’em c-ss
get ’em get ’em get ’em get ’em
get ’em c-ss

get ’em get ’em get ’em get ’em
get ’em c-ss
get ’em get ’em get ’em get ’em
sick ’em

get ’em c-ss
get ’em c-ss

get ’em c-ss
sick ’em

- cassidy lyrics

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