Issue No 113 Get Wit It Lyrics
Get Wit It by Issue No. 113
Ray Rizzy, real nigga
What it do my nigga?
Yeah
Alright
Tell me when it go, then I'm down
Bar city with my fair I'ma bell down
Bar bales, well I'm going strong
Chiffin' on that Kelly, meet me at the pones
Got the E-40 yammy come get a sip
In a major way, checking in the ville
I came up on a bubble, everybody round me hustle that thing
Ain't nothing changed, but to change though
Had a pocket full of skittles, smokers tryin' to taste the rainbow
Far as the game go, get it in head lot,
drop top painting to the pops, do it for the block
tell it drop it one time for the one time
want a boss in your life, you looking like one time
all hustle more grind, it's about time
married ' to the finish line
Hook:
Oh, get wit it, like wit it
Bad bitches beget boys don't get wit it
Get wit it, get right wit it
Parking line, don't smash, babe get wit it
Get wit it, get right wit it
We about to go alive, better get wit it
Get wit it, get right wit it
If I shoot right gonna get right wit it.
Look I gotta be fucked wit it, so I talk a lot of shit
I can't be fucked wit, I just think the obvious it's not like me
Only cash can excite me
And I'm on attack niggas wife,
And my wrist watch biggie bring us pricey
Realest nigga ever touched this mic
Bitch I might be, now look, like I am that
Those spions got rams sack
Playing clothes police as a nigga wearing grams sack
Forgive me as I flash back
But I became a closet,
Even though I drop a thousand
So when you learn your method
Baby gotta ask fat, I mean I have to ask fat
You ain't gotta play with young cousin throw that ass back
I'ma roll the zone for it
You ain't gotta pass that
Left to the bank as you say I got the last laugh
I ain't never stopped, I kept grinding on this cash pan
And I pointed to the gate, hear the grand slam
Bottom of the knife, all .. is loaded
Pick the weakness in this fucking game man I sold it
How you're gonna hold it?
You can't control that I'm a boss, I'm a baller, I'm a beast
Then you know it, nigga.
Hook:
Oh, get wit it, like wit it
Bad bitches beget boys don't get wit it
Get wit it, get right wit it
Parking line, don't smash, babe get wit it
Get wit it, get right wit it
We about to go alive, better get wit it
Get wit it, get right wit it
If I shoot right gonna get right wit it.
From the window to the wall we just wanna ball,
get wit it, get right wit it
you can turn the way I wonder I'm a big dog
get wit it, get right wit it
we about to go alive in this bitch
get wit it, get right wit it
and if they hate it, put some fingers up and tell em
get wit it, get right wit it
Oh
[Hook:]
What it do my nigga?
Yeah
Alright
Tell me when it go, then I'm down
Bar city with my fair I'ma bell down
Bar bales, well I'm going strong
Chiffin' on that Kelly, meet me at the pones
Got the E-40 yammy come get a sip
In a major way, checking in the ville
I came up on a bubble, everybody round me hustle that thing
Ain't nothing changed, but to change though
Had a pocket full of skittles, smokers tryin' to taste the rainbow
Far as the game go, get it in head lot,
drop top painting to the pops, do it for the block
tell it drop it one time for the one time
want a boss in your life, you looking like one time
all hustle more grind, it's about time
married ' to the finish line
Hook:
Oh, get wit it, like wit it
Bad bitches beget boys don't get wit it
Get wit it, get right wit it
Parking line, don't smash, babe get wit it
Get wit it, get right wit it
We about to go alive, better get wit it
Get wit it, get right wit it
If I shoot right gonna get right wit it.
Look I gotta be fucked wit it, so I talk a lot of shit
I can't be fucked wit, I just think the obvious it's not like me
Only cash can excite me
And I'm on attack niggas wife,
And my wrist watch biggie bring us pricey
Realest nigga ever touched this mic
Bitch I might be, now look, like I am that
Those spions got rams sack
Playing clothes police as a nigga wearing grams sack
Forgive me as I flash back
But I became a closet,
Even though I drop a thousand
So when you learn your method
Baby gotta ask fat, I mean I have to ask fat
You ain't gotta play with young cousin throw that ass back
I'ma roll the zone for it
You ain't gotta pass that
Left to the bank as you say I got the last laugh
I ain't never stopped, I kept grinding on this cash pan
And I pointed to the gate, hear the grand slam
Bottom of the knife, all .. is loaded
Pick the weakness in this fucking game man I sold it
How you're gonna hold it?
You can't control that I'm a boss, I'm a baller, I'm a beast
Then you know it, nigga.
Hook:
Oh, get wit it, like wit it
Bad bitches beget boys don't get wit it
Get wit it, get right wit it
Parking line, don't smash, babe get wit it
Get wit it, get right wit it
We about to go alive, better get wit it
Get wit it, get right wit it
If I shoot right gonna get right wit it.
From the window to the wall we just wanna ball,
get wit it, get right wit it
you can turn the way I wonder I'm a big dog
get wit it, get right wit it
we about to go alive in this bitch
get wit it, get right wit it
and if they hate it, put some fingers up and tell em
get wit it, get right wit it
Oh
[Hook:]