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I can feel they presence, the very essence. I got the chills. Baby don't even know these motherfuckers really is On my heels. They throwin' up guns at niggas In the courtroom. Pull a number, they throwin' the Wrapper. Bound to miss that judge's gavel. The court said I was a bad apple. Up the creek without a paddle. Get down on the ground like a motherfuckin' rattler. In advance, pray for my sins. This right here is JD's revenge. Get it, get it, get it, get it, get It. Tell everybody that the nigga did it. Baby booty bigger than a planet. Baby ass is Titanic. This shit is absurd. Back it up to this iceberg. I'll knock a motherfucker gang off course. Still slam Cadillac doors with force. Ain't no time for me to sit down. Gotta show everybody how I get down. I get get down, I get down, down. I get down, I get down. Ain't no time for me to sit down. Gotta show everybody how I get down. I get down, I get down, I get down, I get down. I get down, I get down. Yeah. From the city streets, I come. From nothing but the crumbs. Oh no, here comes the champions. Greatest, hardest brothers you ever heard before. Coming from the hills, made it happen to this Rhyme. When the stars align, you know it's time To shine. Stay smooth, stay tight. Mindset has to be right. Stay up with the fight, off the chain from The city, man. It's still Third Coast, baby. So grip your mind open wide, yeah. And let's take a ride. You know I'm always reppin' my spot. It's still thirty-eight high. For the lemonade, real player thangs. It's just that Jacktown slang. With a little bit of game. If I ain't away from you lames. It's Han B the Hustler. The home run slugger. Smell good, dress good, feel good, Live good. Long hair, six-two, What it do? A certified O. G. Player. Facts and knowledge, yeah. Seem like heavy hard. Pray to God I get Jacktown streets. Steady bustin' down Swisher Sweets. Fluid to tight beats. Heart of a lion. Blessings coming from heaven. Drop it, flows open all day like a 7-Eleven. Ain't no time for me to sit down. Gotta show everybody how I get down. I get down, I get down, I get down. I down, I Get down. Ain't no time for me to sit down. Gotta show everybody how I get down. I get down, I get down, I get down, I get down. I get down, I get down.
Jack — I Get Down
«I Get Down» — Jack. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 3:50. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
