Lyrics of Get down

Yeah
Tha gangstas of the pain yeah
Niggaz of tha pain yeah
We gonna kill ya folk
You gona die, you die without get a hit
U can't break our law
U can't break our shit
U gettin' busted home
Get dow dow dow dow dow dow down
Chorus
All ma niggaz gonna shoot ya so u must get down
People gonna throw u bombs so u must get down
The hall of pain is comin' to u for take u down
Mothafucka rollin' shit u must go now
The roller machin' usin' u for the tripple trick crown
Shut ur mouth bitch u gonna break out and down
U won't gonna screech ur shitt anymore now
So u must homie get down down down bitch
Yo nigga i split rap lyrics not for a damn show
I move 80 kilos with 100 count bro
It can't be a wrong block glock ma blood lika iron's ink folks
U can't test this niggas leakin' ink
Bro i said too much shit , heard ya u da g bitch
You know, i role round and screechin' ma shit
907 troop gonna kick ya with this heat
We made this heat, cops comin' ta hood for yo' beef
Cuz we r the fuckin' people who won't tryin to retreet
We make ur mood into a damn west cost heat
We burn bitches puzzy into a liquid form of the shit
Then ur bitch gonna perfectly a triple 9 witch
73 caprise and palm lockers smockin' on the beach
Fuck those mothafuckers who won't give us a preach
Guns on the road , boiling a 100 dawgs on a rock
Nigga this 907 gonna sit before yo' dock
Chorus
All ma niggaz gonna shoot ya so u must get down
People gonna throw u bombs so u must get down
The hall of pain is comin' to u for take u down
Mothafucka rollin' shit u must go now
The roller machin' usin' u for the tripple trick crown
Shut ur mouth bitch u gonna break out and down
U won't gonna screech ur shitt anymore now
So u must homie get down down down bitch
The 18 niggaz wanna form into a hoodlum rocks
I can't take any of them to screech their wheels inna blocks
4 plus 5 went for tripple trek match
Homie u must get out of line to pay for that
Yo, we don't give a west bomb for ya
Yo, i circling and splitin' not for ya
I'm doin ma shit perfectly (u know)
U r the gun that won't work smoothly
You can't play with the gangsta that who run this block
Homie i'm a type gorilla ,playin' basketball in this hood
We r the pain, known as the 100 stash game
We work together for the time, all are same
Makin' war , drivin' a jet, gettin' the respect that wanna get
Homie the guns ain't drugs, drugs ain't friends
U r goin to the underworld that i can't enter
Say homie , u wanna say it
So say bout the thing that u done for hood
Chorus
All ma niggaz gonna shoot ya so u must get down
People gonna throw u bombs so u must get down
The hall of pain is comin' to u for take u down
Mothafucka rollin' shit u must go now
The roller machin' usin' u for the tripple trick crown
Shut ur mouth bitch u gonna break out and down
U won't gonna screech ur shitt anymore now
So u must homie get down down down bitch
Get down get down
I'm warning u
Get down down bitch
I warned u
U can't play this shitt mothafucka
Gangsta land is in safe hands yo' bitch (2x)