Lyrics
Some cats really like to, you know
Profile and front
And then the jooks go down, all at once they like

Don't get me (please)
Don't get me (oh)
Don't g-g-g-g-g-get me (oh no, no, no)
Don't get me (please)
Don't get me (oh)
Don't g-g-g-g-g-get me (oh no, no, no)
Don't get me (please)
Don't get me (no)
Don't g-g-g-g-g-get me (oh no, no, no)
Don't get me (please)
Don't get me (oh)
Don't g-g-g-g-g-get me (uh, huh, huh, huh, huh)

You're out on the block, hustling at the spot
Got, this is how you get got
At the gamblin' spot and your hand is mad hot
Got, this is how you get got
Out in Brooklyn late night flashing all of your rocks
Got, this is how you get got
Some girl from Pink House said, "I like you a lot"
Got, this is how you get got

This one goes to all them Big Will cats
With ice on they limbs and big rims on they Ac'
You rollin' 'round town with your system bump
And your windows cracked low to profile and front
Now I like to have nice things just like you
But I'm from Brooklyn, certain shit you just don't do
Like, high postin' when you far from home
Or like, high postin' when you all alone (right)
Now, this would seem to be clear common sense
But, cats be livin' off sheer confidence
Like, "Fuck that, picture them tellin' me run that"
But acting invincible, just ain't sensible
It's nineteen ninety-now, and there's certain individuals
Swear they rollin' hard and get robbed on principle
5 star general, flashin' on your revenue
Be takin' a ride on the Downstate medical, Like (woo)
Colorful sparks, yellow and blue
A full on attack and it's happening to you
Wit' nothing you can do but bust back and cop a plea
But five of them and one of you, that equals got to me

Don't get me (please)
Don't get me (oh)
Don't g-g-g-g-g-get me (oh no, no, no)
Don't get me (please)
Don't get me (oh)
Don't g-g-g-g-g-get me (oh no, no, no)
Don't get me (please)
Don't get me (oh)
Don't g-g-g-g-g-get me (oh no, no, no)
Don't get me (please)
Don't get me (oh)
Don't g-g-g-g-g-get me (this is so unfair)

Come on y'all now, let's be real
Some jokers got a rough time keepin' it concealed
I wonder what it mean, it's probably self-esteem
They fiendin' to be seen, get hemmed like Gabardines
Cats think it can't happen 'til the gats start clappin
They comin' down the wire spittin fire like a dragon
'Cause while the goods glisten, certain eyes take position
To observe your trickin', then catch that ass slippin'
Like, come on now akh', what you expect?
Got a month's paycheck danglin' off your neck
And while you Cristal sippin', they rubbin' up they mittens
With heat in mint condition to start the getti-gettin'
They clique starts creepin' like Sandinista guerrillas
You screamin' playa haters, these niggas is playa killers
Mr. Fashion, that style never last long
The harder you flash, the harder you get flashed on
There's hunger in the street that is hard to defeat
Many steal for sport, but more steal to eat
Cat's heavy at the weigh-in, and he's playin' for keeps
Don't sleep, they'll roll up in your passenger's seat
There is universal law, whether rich or poor
Some say life's a game, to more life is war
So put them egos to the side and get off them head trips
'Fore some cats pull out them heaters and make you headless

Don't get me (please)
Don't get me (oh)
Don't g-g-g-g-g-get me (oh no, no, no)
Don't get me (please)
Don't get me (oh)
Don't g-g-g-g-g-get me (oh no, no, no)
Don't get me (please)
Don't get me (oh)
Don't g-g-g-g-g-get me (oh no, no, no)
Don't get me (please)
Don't get me (oh)
Don't g-g-g-g-g-get me (we supposed to be brothers)

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Ali Shaheed Muhammed, Dante Smith




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