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gotta get mine - mc breed lyrics

i gotta get mine, you gotta get yours
i gotta get mine, you gotta get yours
i gotta get mine, you gotta get yours
get yours

[mc breed]

smooth as a wanna be, for quickly you a gonna be
{o thats the way it is}
f–k yea and thats the way it’s gonna be
why, puffin on a dank and drinking mad brew
taking names and after that i’m kickin -ss too.
breed, kinda of tha{can i get a ryhme to go}
hey yo pac ill set back and design it slow.
they hate to see a young n-gg-, come up
another punk, run up
and have to get his, gun up
cause um i ain’t takin no shorts, like a newport, explortin the fully joint and
explodin on the whole court.
and i don’t wanna be, wanna be, nuttin like mike
cause even mike don’t miss every itty bitty triflin
and when you in the spotlight, you get um jocked right
but your lifes not tight.
buckin anybody forbed mine
when will they relize, im set out to get mine

i gotta get mine, you gotta get yours
i gotta get mine, you gotta get yours
i gotta get mine, you gotta get yours
get yours

[2pac]

i keep my mind on my money, money on my mind
finga on the trigga, n-gg-, hand on my nine
smokin blunts a skunk, makin hoes of punks
and only underground funk b-mpin outta my trunk
live my life as a hustla, high till i die
meetin b-tches, gettin riches, miss me when lie
picture me living out my life as a busta
i ratha pop out a shot out my glock, and blast m-th-f–kas
i live that thug life baby i’m hopeless, chokin off indo
tryin to keep my focus
dont let that bullsh-t worry me, f–k the fame, im true to the game
till they bury me
god gave me game so i’m hustlin, pour out some liqour for my n-gg-s
2pac is still strugglin
my niggga breed new the time, wether it’s ryhme or crime, n-gg-, i gotta get mine

i gotta get mine, you gotta get yours
i gotta get mine, you gotta get yours
i gotta get mine, you gotta get yours
get yours

? ? ?

now let me rushing threw your mind, im balla is what i keep gettin
everytime i pick up the mic and start spittin
the sidewalk of new york will start b-mpin
jumpin around, with the m-th-f–kin pound
and i’m down to the fullest, and breakin n-gg-s -ss off proper
did you right, thats right, cause i got you in my pocket again
the new jacks, the new jacks, use to be my n-gg-s when i ran way back when
i boasted, and roasted, and coasted to the clinical cause ill do it again.
like percision, cut the two lines in the division.
plus, what i add loose as flutes. it’s gaming foe sale like prost-tutes.
i never had love for hoes, to put it blunt.
they want me in the back, but b-tch i’m in the front.
dont front, and really i don’t need a reply.
pull yourself together as you p-ss me bye.
im on a whole nother level, them hoes is left
i told you befoe, keep ya p-ssy to yourself
goodbye, some many n-gg-s lied to have
funny what a m-th-f–ka do for math
i got rats caught up in my everday actions, point
equal to your realist satisfaction
buckin anybody that forbid mine
when will they reelize, im set out to gwt mine

i gotta get mine, you gotta get yours
i gotta get mine, you gotta get yours
i gotta get mine, you gotta get yours
get yours

eternally thug n-gg- hilfigure made by tommy
so when i speak hope to reach my ? mommy
oh come to poppy
i love it when you sweat ? ? ? more peeps
until i come to wake no one can stop me
my b-mp and grind
coming through ya everytime
come get a blast of this thu p-ssion
it’ll blow your mind
hey throw up your ? ?
your sh-t around my back
it’s a westside bang f–king hoes around the map
? get down with tupac while i’m ? out ?
while they suduce my jimmy i’ll
be screaming give me body
make then hoes scream my name out
give me my ? and don’t cha ? ?
thug n-gg- ? ? ?
i’m at the freaking parade
i’m watching caramel b-tches play
get with real n-gg-s bullsh-tting never get your pay
this is the dream of a black tenn
? ? hoes cross-country like a greedy crack fiend
now come on

- mc breed lyrics

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