Getto Mentalitee Lyrics

"Getto Mentalitee" was written by Scruggs, Fred Jr. / Jones, Kirk / Taylor, Tyrone / Cordew, Gregory P. / Troupe, Larry.
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We roll a hundred niggas deep and not one of y'all got a gun
I bust one shot, you see a hundred niggas run
So sit on black gortex, before test, we all wore vests
I'm takin' all bets, to see who will score next

I burn you like floor sex, you just a small threat
Wit' a small set, so forfeit, I rhyme for more checks
'Cuz whatever that it takes to make these papes, I'mma walk this
I'm worthless, I'm back to sellin' cracks behind the trenches

I'ma hurt this when I work this, I'll beat you fuckin' senseless
Deep and other bitches got me swingin' at the fences
I bring it down like gravity, wit' the getto mentalitee
To rule the oddity, the official nasty on the strategy

The city never sleeps, so don't sleep on us
I put niggas to rust, when my gun bust and plus
You get rushed and when the press is on, you just been checked
You had plans on conquerin' this, you need to switch up

Get up, nigga you should of got up
Obey my orders, 'cuz shit like that'll leave you shot up
For real, it's a deadmans party, leave ya body at the door
A loss for lechery, my introduction to the century

And entity is what I plan to be in the industry
Enemies in my vicinity
Get assassinated like the Kennedy
My gats the foolproof remedy

It's sonsee, black and blue, the bad news off the pocket
Look like tacky, attack me, you get splashed
Official nasty backwards, sue, what the fuck is rule, you dumb ass
Trynna put shit on our name, you gonna get numb fast

Rap in the street, to do without ya
While I haul off and snatch four shit out ya
Look and see my image again when you start hemorrhaging
And damn, it's cloggin' up, the blood he didn't smell

The masses, disastrous, plenty closed caskets
And asses, when I turn, we burn crews to ashes
Niggas take the simple, so get gassed up and smashed up
That's my word and come wit' that bullshit and that's ya ass

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I trash niggaz who can't speak what I'm sayin'
All city, mega bomb, I ain't playin'
Just slayin' emcees and makin' niggas freeze
And all of these lyrics for to squeeze

Niggas please don't test me, just let me be
Wit' my city, the nasty, official and keepin' niggas whippy
To hit me, wit' the valentine, forties and bag the bad shorties
I got drafted, because the fuckin' armee called me

And it's all out war, niggas fall out
For reasons thats now unknown, check this shit
I got the illest, the realest, hard for kids to kill us
Until it's, my turn to fall, I'ma bill this
Brick wall, to keep the crabs out of my sector
Inject the, and now correct the J mega

The hell wit rules, I won't leave a scratch to patch
This is war, way worth of a grudge match
Big P.I., low uphold a, a universal soldier
Chump should of listened when I told ya

I'm I'll, like fire moms you will, obtain
Flip bombs and peal, lyrics burn like acid rain
Holdin' the gutter, buck wild, for offerin' butter
I'mma thug, I used to love the drug rubber

Rugged and raw, pretty 'cuz I'm hardcore
All mighty then Thor, always ain't it for a faggot jaw
So hard rocks and fillin' flocks, clear the block
My mics a glock, I keep plenty styles in stock
The way emcees react when I attack
Get me away from him, he's a maniac

It's pure you see, I bring fame
They call me nigga so much, startin' to think its my name
Light skinned and a shame, 'cuz way back in the day
They rapped my grandmothers mothers, when they was in Spain

To help my grandfather, he be misbehaved
But my ancestors was brave, and most of them real
Stronghold brass, forty slain workin' in the field
But a hundred years later, I learned about my roots

And how they traded in there white sheets, for badges and blue suits
So I'm takin' recruits, and shut the fuck, it's on right
And start a fight, a fight, a nigga and a white
And if a nigga don't win, then we all jump in

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Songwriters
SCRUGGS, FRED JR. / JONES, KIRK / TAYLOR, TYRONE / CORDEW, GREGORY P. / TROUPE, LARRY

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