Il testo della Get down
Fetti Cash
(chorus):
I came to get down, get down
Look at you f*cks can't f*ck with f
Some say i'm devil sent
I came to get down, get down
Front and get shot down
Your whole high blown now
(verse):
Can i eat can i live, can i do the damn thing
All i pray for is richest, but how can i get it
When im surrounded by haters, snitches and dirty
B*tches with death wishes, all i need is cream
It runs in my blood stream my n*gga, fetti castro
Take long toaks of the smoke yup i see the streets
Be watching and eyeing me tryna see my next move
F*ck'em all, h*es still call me a dog
Foes still want beef cause i do me, my homie passed me the ox
Said box cut'em to pieces, f is a beast yall don't want the bandit
To release and give you a may knot or a new york swinger
Or better yet i call in them goons, them universal set trippers
With them loose screws, or better yet i call in them goons
Then universal set trippers with them loose screws
(chorus 2x)
(verse 2):
I do me to the infint ; i'm tired of this sh*t
I get money to the end so f*ck what you heard
I'm still in bloody timbs dirtys dems, still ready for war
Still i have no f*cking love for whores
Still i got haters hating me, so eat a d*ck with your beans
Really f don't mean to be mean, but i can't do you
I can only do me so how the f*ck i'm fraud a** n*gga
I'm the running rebel some say i'm devil sent
I'm caught up in some evil gems thats why i roll
You f*ckers don't know thats why i stay on the road
To the riches f be playing the low, i don't know about yall
I done been hoping in the oj with front fetti to many hood spots like
N*ggas made it hot like n*ggas can't shine in the lime light
I dare you dudes
(chorus 2x)
Altri brani di Fetti Cash
Il testo della canzone get down da fetti cash.





