Chorus
(Repeat twice)
We don`t get down like dat
Even though it might look it might sound like dat
Nigga you can fuck around and get down like dat
Fo` real.Fo` real
[First verse]
Sittin` in the back….hella quiet
Eye`s hidden with the hat
Silent but violent is how he act`s
Only word`s said I`ll be back
Even the fatigues are black
With the tree`s n` the gatt
Fifty gee`s in the `lac
Smellin` the sack
Find a nice little rat n` probably never come back
Be circlein` her house like where-ever her at?
Other than that a nigga stay, smotherin` rat`s
All in her cat even if she motherin` dat
Dis` E.S.O.O.G. sippin` VSOP in the V.I.P
But now he know in the E.S.O
They doh`wanna seize (see`s?) you all in the G.S.four
Heat in the trunk bad bitch n` she in some pump`s
While you a hop skip n` a jump from being a punk
Or put his 85 Fleet up on your lawn n` snatch up your first born
Like Elle Anne or Jean Benet n` see you on your way
Everything you love it could be gone today
Eh I`m psycho alpha crazy disco
What, a brother know?
Than again what a bitch know?
Shit`s so easy for the schizo get dough flip mo`
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Chorus
(Repeat twice)
Eh we don`t get down like dat
Even though it might look or might sound like dat
Nigga you can fuck around and get down like dat
Fo` real.Fo` real
[Second verse]
Just because I got my own C.D. n` bitch`s be on my lyric`s like ecstasy
You can catch me (Uwe?) n` E Fee (check shout out`s) in a S.U.V
With bitch`s lookin` at us like rescue me!
Manipulatin` women, that`s my speciality
So that could be me in the Lex two gee
And next to me a stallion talkin` `bout sex
Nigga I`m a do my thang wit` you if I hang wit you
If I ain`t wit chu I`m aimin` for brain tissue
When nigga`s who came with you think I`m playin` games wit you
I aimmm n` hit you with the same pistol
I ain`t a killer n` premeditated murder undereducated.
And don`t get away wit it, be pointin`, the finger like Dey did it!
A nigga snitch went bitch real game wit it
I freak a flow just to play wit it
Just like I play wit ho`s intelligence n` tell a bitch I`m celibate
Just for the hell of it
Didn`t like smell of it
She highly upset
I`m highly intelligent
Buildin` on future development
The hardest emcee`s out are now delicate
Rap voyeur
Wit slap for ya
Tha` warrior Dela Hoya
Swingin` wit no feeling`s for ya
Chorus
(Repeat three times)
Eh we don`t get down like dat
Even though it might look or might sound like dat
Nigga you can fuck around and get down like dat
Fo` real.Fo` real
Final chorus
(Slightly changed)
Eh Eh we don`t fuck around like dat
Even though it might look it might sound like dat
Nigga you can fuck around and get down like dat
Fo` real. Fo` real
(Major Terror`s mellifluous solo begins.)
