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Get Low
Memphis Bleek feat. Living Proof
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My nigga Proof in the motherfuckin' house
(Okay, my nigga Bleek in the motherfuckin' house)
It's Get Low in the motherfuckin' house
(Yo, Proof, let me kill it for sho' with no doubt)
I got my fitted on lean, I'm all about the green
I'm a thug from the hood, you niggas know what I mean
In that middle building, yeah, I kill 'em with the flow
You ain't gotta tell 'em it's raw, they already know
They know where to find it, it's no consignment
Come with straight paper or you wastin' time, man
I get it down with the dope or the crack
In my hood, we fuck with capsules, never them bags
Just 27, Timberland and Illusions
Sometimes I sold it straight out the pot when I was movin'
Back in the day when I was doin' my damn thing
Before the white man came, put niggas in Sing Sing
And that don't stop drugs out here from movin'
It ain't who use it, but who produce it
And we get it, distribute back to the block
Fiends gon' cop, so the drugs never stop, nigga
My nigga Bleek in the motherfuckin' house
(Yeah, my nigga Proof in the motherfuckin' house)
It's Get Low in the motherfuckin' house
(Yo, Bleek, let me rip it for sho' with no doubt)
I cap rock on the block for days
Steady hustlin' through the night shift if rock'll pay
With the baby 40 underneath the Roc-A-Shirt
P shit stay legit, I ain't never had dirt
That one for one butter, straight up from poppy
Uptown on the block to downtown, you got me?
Ready to bag up, heat the ave up
A nigga front on my set for cash, get gat up
Catch Proof out in Coupe, on the stoop gettin' loot
White tee, braids back, jeans and boots
Got these fake niggas clockin', worried 'bout my profit
And how I got the real money, dog, keep watchin'
Ten thou' I put up without no bail bond
Stash in the drawer for the lawyer I'm still on
And then I'm out, young P, no doubt
Got some crack on the block and some more in the house
Let's get it
My nigga Proof in the motherfuckin' house
(Okay, my nigga Bleek in the motherfuckin' house)
It's Get Low in the motherfuckin' house
(Yo, Proof, let me kill it for sho' with no doubt)
I'm the highest, kill all biters, numero uno
I live that thug shit and I speak it so that you know
Proof, when you had it, was they gettin' it? (Hardly)
Had dimes in my hood (Had Tre's in Marcy)
While niggas pushed 4Runners, I had the coke comin'
They was at the beach, I was strictly where the boats jumpin'
And by the docks, I was settin' up shop
Gettin' dope by the block (Niggas front, they get shot)
I was gettin' so much money, had to start changin' spots
Relocatin' the work 'cause the block gettin' hot
Cut a couple of niggas off, shit, they might be wired up
P says they schemin', nigga, I retire them
Put a couple in your stomach, I found out your mouth runnin'
Shit, I gotta flip 'em, the hood will not miss 'em
I move K's while you niggas just shave
To cut it short, niggas know, I been made
My nigga Bleek in the motherfuckin' house
(Yeah, my nigga Proof in the motherfuckin' house)
It's Get Low in the motherfuckin' house
(Yo, Bleek, let me rip it for sho' with no doubt)