Get Out (feat. Rick Ross)
Going back to the basics
This shit ain’t hard
Konvict
Testing one-two-three
Testing one-two-three
To streets
To all my killers and drug dealers
These streets ain’t got no love for you
Yeah
To all my killers and drug dealers
These streets ain’t got no love for you
No, oh-oh
Better get out while you can (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
Get out while you can (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
Get out while you can (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
Get out while you can (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
Better get out while you can (Get out, yeah-yeah-yeah)
Get out while you can (Get out, yeah-yeah-yeah)
Get out while you can (Get out, yeah-yeah-yeah)
Get out while you can (Get out, yeah-yeah-yeah)
(Huh) Get out, get out, get out, get out, get out
Death penalty, the future for a kingpin
Got a suite up at the Ritz for the season
Blonde bitches in the palace like it’s Frankie Valli
Rich nigga out in Cali, all black Dinali
Got the soldiers and the powder and it’s all the power
Sticks and the bricks and I want ‘em on the hour
Pull up in it, livin’ a lucky bastard
Heavy set but they really know who run the record
If she wet then she might just be the total package
Better yet, then she might just really want it lavish
Watch fat boy, walk a tight rope (Hahaha)
Two hunnid for a boat, full of white dope
Testifyin’ that’ll get you where the mice go
Mink coats, maybe when the lights low
Gotta stay strapped ‘cause the dice roll
If you gangsta then you buried with your ice on
To all my killers and drug dealers (Maybach Music)
These streets ain’t got no love for you (No love for you, no)
To all my killers and drug dealers (Ooh yeah)
These streets ain’t got no love for you
No, oh-oh
Better get out while you can (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
Get out while you can (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
Get out while you can (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
Get out while you can (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
Better get out while you can (Get out, yeah-yeah-yeah)
Get out while you can (Get out, yeah-yeah-yeah)
Get out while you can (Get out, yeah-yeah-yeah)
Get out while you can (Get out, yeah-yeah-yeah)
Get out, get out, get out, get out, get out
I was young, I joined a whole gang
They said they’ll kill me if I ain’t bang
Here’s the product, nigga, go slang
Best believe I sold the whole thang
That your boy hustler, a student to the game
That’s the kinda crazy shit a nigga gotta do, just to maintain
These niggas ain’t got no love for you
Do what you gotta do, just to maintain
These niggas ain’t got no love (No, oh-oh)
No love
To all my killers and drug dealers
These streets ain’t got no love for you (They ain’t got no love for you)
To all my killers and drug dealers
These streets ain’t got no love for you (No, no, no love for you)
Better get out while you can (Get out, yeah-yeah-yeah)
Get out while you can (Get out, yeah-yeah-yeah)
Get out while you can (Get out, yeah-yeah-yeah)
Get out while you can (Get out, yeah-yeah-yeah)
Get out, get out, get out, get out, get out
Yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah
Get out, get out, get out, get out, get out