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Get XXX'd (feat. Petey Pablo & Ebony Eyez) (Clean)

J-Kwon
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You heard the name J-Kwon You ain't seen me in a minute Petey Pablo We gettin' X man Ebony eyes Y'all ready? I'ma run while getting funds, 'cause you getting none Hit a cop, then hit a nun, it's on with a gun What is done is what is done, it's all for the fun Somebody said cut off they head, it's already done Now I'm black with many straps, including mini macs With a bat, my clip on, I'm banging with that Where it's at is where it's at, don't worry 'bout that You a soldier, well soldier, relate to that Now I'm marching down the alley, eating Rallys How many muthafuckas that tried? We need a tally Now we put in the mine and then we outtie Rowdy, they say I'm the bomb, the bomb Audi Doubt me, I'll start to shooting up your Denali Try Kwon, he'll give a bomb to your family Mention family, then they start to get kind, see But yo, I'ma do it anyway, why? We can take it thurr, we can handle that We can take it thurr, we can handle that We can take it thurr, we can handle that We can take it thurr, we can handle that West coast get X, East coast get X Midwest get X, down south get X West coast get X, East coast get X Midwest get X, down south get X Come take a ride as we roll through the ghetto But keep your feet on the pedal 'Cause it can get pretty extreme in the ghetto Triple-X level, no holds barred We got hood captains, lieutenants, and project sergeants Capable of pulling your card and bombing your car Grenades through your window, this is all-out war Take the main road everywhere we go, everytime we roll And we transporting guns stashed in the truck floor Real talk dawg, I hit real hard One swing, knock a motherfucker block, slam off Hit him in the part where he talk from Now he got a mumble 'cause the wires in the jaw Make it hard for him to tell you something It's sunny now, but the storm coming Best thing for you to do is try to get prepared for it Like finding bread, water, milk, couple cans of soup And a place to go just in case you had to move We can take it thurr, we can handle that We can take it thurr, we can handle that We can take it thurr, we can handle that We can take it thurr, we can handle that West coast get X, East coast get X Midwest get X, down south get X West coast get X, East coast get X Midwest get X, down south get X Partner, when it come to the tools, I'm known for giving the blues I knock another man clean out his shoes We get to breaking the rules, let's get to taking his jewels He still tripping, turn his ass into dog food Who got the static? Better bring the plastic Better automatic, and let 'em have it Trunk, I'm a savage, let me show you magic One shot of this'll turn your ass into sawdust Partner we lawless, I'm talking all us When it come to handling business dirty, we flawless See these revolvers? That's why they call us The same reason the police ain't never caught us I'm on another level, word from a true rebel I rock the bitches and I ain't talking heavy metal You just a crumb, and me, I'm a dirt devil Let's see what's left as soon as the smoke settle We can take it thurr, we can handle that We can take it thurr, we can handle that We can take it thurr, we can handle that We can take it thurr, we can handle that West coast get X, East coast get X Midwest get X, down south get X West coast get X, East coast get X Midwest get X, down south get X