Don T Get Gassed lyrics

Def Squad
Uh huh
Check it

[Verse 1]
No more long roads, my time`s up
The rap game is bumper to bumper, I take a shortcut
I do a 120 down the Deegan
Fly past the cops, they like he`s speeding
I`m in a two triple zero MB
Flaunt it, til the gas tank`s empty
Yo, me and Redman take a detour
Uptown, park in front of Branson`s store
I see a couple of chickens upon the scene
I roll down the window and I flash the greens
I got my hand upon the steering wheel, with the gangsta lean
Watch and rings, doin my thing, bling, bling
I`m out there sittin on Lorenzo`s
Attractin, two, four, five, or six hoes
Uh, girls scream my name
And the hype crazy, it wasn`t me it was the fame
E Dub the rap sugar cane
[Your homeboy drove up] I give a fuck who came
I`m off the hook like 27th street between 11th and 12th
All by myself

CHORUS:
Ayo, you think you holdin it down
Don`t get gassed
On the real you and your mans are clowns
Don`t get gassed
Ay, you think you flyer than me
Don`t get gassed
I`m a legend, know somethin, I whoop your ass
Ay, you think you hold the crown
Don`t get gassed
On the real you and your mans are clowns
Don`t get gassed
Ay you think you flyer than me
Don`t get gassed
I`m legend, know somethin, I whoop your ass

[Verse 2]
Check it, who wanna go at it, buck for buck
I come through like nigga what, in a Brinks truck
Blow it up like the Spanish cat, in Dead Presidents
Get the money, hand out gifts, in your residence
>From Snoop Dogg, "Bitch Please"
King of New York, "Christopher Walken" on MCs
I`m hard to please, excite me
Jump off the Brooklyn Bridge
Heads first, face, thug, and live
Now that my get you a "yo duke is ill"
But that still aint got shit to do with the skills
Uh, why you wanna go against me with no brains
When I`m a big dude, and you a buck and change
Me, I got no time for playin games
If it can`t ride upon the track then switch lanes
New game, watch how I rearrange the structure
Here`s a hundred grand, keep the change you fucker
I`m like the magazine, my flow is Upscale
My shit flourish, and yours don`t sale
On the other hand, you`re mad to def at SoundScan
And left wit a couple of fans

CHORUS:
So what you and your man went gold
Don`t get gassed
I got a couple of million sold
Don`t get gassed
I bet ya next year you fold
Don`t get gassed
I`m a legend, know somethin, I whoop your ass
So what you and your man went gold
I got a couple of million sold
Don`t get gassed
I bet ya next year you fold
Don`t get gassed
I`m a legend, know somethin, I whoop your ass
Yeah

"Don`t believe the hype"