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RAY LUV Get Atcha Lyrics
I couldn`t wait to get atcha
It`s been a while since you had a real nigga and a rapper
With some game to spit atcha
Snatch ya, get your mind ready for a new chapter
Ride because we has ta, death before we captured
Caught your ass up like the rapture
Did I get em? I split em
Made a new tape, let the rhythm hit em
I just invent em, inject you with the raw venom
Every turf and block, I`m knockin out your car system
If you were them, you`d best prepare for combat
Gon` be a long one, best to bring the bomb sack
These so-called players ain`t real no mo`
Snitch-hatin hustle and still we kill for dough
Real for sho`, I`m knowin that they phoney and faulty
Just lice on my balls, I cut em up off me
Now these jealous muthafuckas want me, ain`t that a bitch
Like I`m a punk and you could play me out, you fuckin trick
Must be suckin on a glass dick
I`m smokin weed, drinkin O.E. like `86, raise the dick
Can you see me bout some major shit or is you minus?
Small timers with a bitch-made click of co-signers
Not a rider withcha, think you`re safe, but I can getcha
And do things to ya Lynch Hung can`t even picture
You`se a bitch nigga, and I be livin in new knowledge
Cross me up again, I take your baby girl for hostage
I couldn`t wait to get atcha
It`s been a while since you had a real nigga and a rapper
With some game to spit atcha
Snatch ya, get your mind ready for a new chapter
Ridme because we has ta, death before we captured
Caught your ass up like the rapture
Did I get em? I split em
Made a new tape, let the rhythm hit em
I just invent em, inject you with the raw venom
Every turf and block, I`m knockin out your car system
And I be down for mine, wrote out my gameplan line for line
On how to get the money, same time blow your mind
Incorporated real soldiers from the O this time
Sellin all q.p.`s, whole o`s and dimes
CDs, LPs, now it`s g`s for us
Flip the table, bubble up, cash and weed to puff
Bet I couldn`t serve ya, so I laughed, called your bluff
Give me 12 months, bet you can`t ball with us
Ghettonomics is a major plus, enforced with muscle
Mind on the mega-money, heart on the hustle
Dirty women mixed with jealous friends, nothin but trouble
Got focus, keep your self-respect, and know who love you
You don`t have to be a star, baby, no need to front
Just gotta know where you`re tryina go, and what you want
We dissect and reconstruct the package like a surgeon
Bouncin twice, raise the price, ready to serve ya
I couldn`t wait to get atcha
It`s been a while since you had a real nigga and a rapper
With some game to spit atcha
Snatch ya, get your mind ready for a new chapter
Ride because we has ta, death before we captured
Caught your ass up like the rapture
Did I get em? I split em
Made a new tape, let the rhythm hit em
I just invent em, inject you with the raw venom
Every turf and block, I`m knockin out your car system
For certain, I knew when I made it that it`d be curtains
For muthafuckas fakin the loyalty and desertin
Put it down, flashin on foes, when I`m pervin
Not silent, I`m hard to swallow like lead and Bourbon
Nigga feel me like a crack serum, no pretendin
Link soldiers, uncompromisin, unbendin
Do or die till the very endin
Why do they fake it
Claim to be any muthafucka just to make it
It`s my dream, I`ma take it, seize it, no hesitation
No reservation, finally ready to face the nation
Attackin like a pit was raised, now can you fade me?
Writin bomb-ass shit off of hash the sight gave me
Is it greed got me chasin g`s or just in me?
To feed me and my only seed, so we proceed
All my enemies bleed as I puff up the weed
Forever hustle till we all succeed
I couldn`t wait to get atcha
It`s been a while since you had a real nigga and a rapper
With some game to spit atcha
Snatch ya, get your mind ready for a new chapter
Ride because we has ta, death before we captured
Caught your ass up like the rapture
Did I get em? I split em
Made a new tape, let the rhythm hit em
I just invent em, inject you with the raw venom
Every turf and block, I`m knockin out your car system
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It`s been a while since you had a real nigga and a rapper
With some game to spit atcha
Snatch ya, get your mind ready for a new chapter
Ride because we has ta, death before we captured
Caught your ass up like the rapture
Did I get em? I split em
Made a new tape, let the rhythm hit em
I just invent em, inject you with the raw venom
Every turf and block, I`m knockin out your car system
If you were them, you`d best prepare for combat
Gon` be a long one, best to bring the bomb sack
These so-called players ain`t real no mo`
Snitch-hatin hustle and still we kill for dough
Real for sho`, I`m knowin that they phoney and faulty
Just lice on my balls, I cut em up off me
Now these jealous muthafuckas want me, ain`t that a bitch
Like I`m a punk and you could play me out, you fuckin trick
Must be suckin on a glass dick
I`m smokin weed, drinkin O.E. like `86, raise the dick
Can you see me bout some major shit or is you minus?
Small timers with a bitch-made click of co-signers
Not a rider withcha, think you`re safe, but I can getcha
And do things to ya Lynch Hung can`t even picture
You`se a bitch nigga, and I be livin in new knowledge
Cross me up again, I take your baby girl for hostage
I couldn`t wait to get atcha
It`s been a while since you had a real nigga and a rapper
With some game to spit atcha
Snatch ya, get your mind ready for a new chapter
Ridme because we has ta, death before we captured
Caught your ass up like the rapture
Did I get em? I split em
Made a new tape, let the rhythm hit em
I just invent em, inject you with the raw venom
Every turf and block, I`m knockin out your car system
And I be down for mine, wrote out my gameplan line for line
On how to get the money, same time blow your mind
Incorporated real soldiers from the O this time
Sellin all q.p.`s, whole o`s and dimes
CDs, LPs, now it`s g`s for us
Flip the table, bubble up, cash and weed to puff
Bet I couldn`t serve ya, so I laughed, called your bluff
Give me 12 months, bet you can`t ball with us
Ghettonomics is a major plus, enforced with muscle
Mind on the mega-money, heart on the hustle
Dirty women mixed with jealous friends, nothin but trouble
Got focus, keep your self-respect, and know who love you
You don`t have to be a star, baby, no need to front
Just gotta know where you`re tryina go, and what you want
We dissect and reconstruct the package like a surgeon
Bouncin twice, raise the price, ready to serve ya
I couldn`t wait to get atcha
It`s been a while since you had a real nigga and a rapper
With some game to spit atcha
Snatch ya, get your mind ready for a new chapter
Ride because we has ta, death before we captured
Caught your ass up like the rapture
Did I get em? I split em
Made a new tape, let the rhythm hit em
I just invent em, inject you with the raw venom
Every turf and block, I`m knockin out your car system
For certain, I knew when I made it that it`d be curtains
For muthafuckas fakin the loyalty and desertin
Put it down, flashin on foes, when I`m pervin
Not silent, I`m hard to swallow like lead and Bourbon
Nigga feel me like a crack serum, no pretendin
Link soldiers, uncompromisin, unbendin
Do or die till the very endin
Why do they fake it
Claim to be any muthafucka just to make it
It`s my dream, I`ma take it, seize it, no hesitation
No reservation, finally ready to face the nation
Attackin like a pit was raised, now can you fade me?
Writin bomb-ass shit off of hash the sight gave me
Is it greed got me chasin g`s or just in me?
To feed me and my only seed, so we proceed
All my enemies bleed as I puff up the weed
Forever hustle till we all succeed
I couldn`t wait to get atcha
It`s been a while since you had a real nigga and a rapper
With some game to spit atcha
Snatch ya, get your mind ready for a new chapter
Ride because we has ta, death before we captured
Caught your ass up like the rapture
Did I get em? I split em
Made a new tape, let the rhythm hit em
I just invent em, inject you with the raw venom
Every turf and block, I`m knockin out your car system
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