B <b>lyrics</b> - <b>B</b> Gets Down Like That <b>lyrics</b>

Featuring Big Bone, D-Day]

B-Legit:

I clear the corners like homers with the bass is strong(?)

They can't stand to see me with it so I fakes no funk

No punk in my bloodline

Just killas and shit

Ride to town like the biggest dope dealers with grip, bitch

It ain't easy being wealthy

Staying healthy

Knowing sucka muthufuckas they want to melt me

But I ain't ice cream, butter, or the cheddar cheese

You better peep the Berreta of a nigga sleep

Big Bone:

'Cuz they be knowin' about the city that I'm comin out of

Check your shit

You might come up short of your hefty grip

We nightcrawlers straight underground

Jackin' you for your shit nigga

What you gonna do now

When you see us niggas comin' through

Grab your bitch and your kids

We want 'em too

Yeah, 'cuz playaz come out when it's sunny

But when night time comes

Those playaz turn into gangstas and get they money

D-Day:

All the time I'm pumpin dope

For those who underestimate the propa shit

And won't quit until I accumulate the propa grip

So don't trip

As we get with these fools who thought they knew

From the gate

Keep it straight when fuckin' with my crew

'Cuz I'll be going up out my way to keep this shit straight

Mobb down about the town like a pancake

Earthquake I'm shakin 'em up like my hurricane

Applying pressure whenever and it's a damn shame

Chorus(X2)

We spit the superfly shit

Makin' a bitch say hey

Them Sick Wid' It niggas get they cash money

We keep them pistols and gats

Down for peelin' them caps

'Cuz them niggas from my camp get's down like that

D-Day:

Keep on hearin' niggaz hollin 'bout they ass gotta go

And where they gotta be

One more time I kick rhymes and they don't wanna see

Do Rae Me

Rippin' shit on this M-I-C

Down with two more muthafuckas

Who finna spit it see

Big Bone:

Fuckin with this rap could be bubblelicous

Clear the industry of guppies and goldfishes

We spit the super fly raps

Makin' a bitch say shit

Who the fuck could it be

A-1 and B-Legit

B-Legit:

They got me twisted as hell

It seems I see some females

Some long ass weaves guess jeans and lee nails

But I can't tell

The corbel ain't got me brainy

Bitches all stuck to my paint 'cuz I'm candy

Hand me the muthafuckin' blunt ba-by

I do's a bird 35 down I-Eigh-ty

I'm tryin' to get this bitch to the show now

Oh you know it go down

Fuckin with the t-nown bitch

Chorus(X2)

We spit the superfly shit

Makin' a bitch say hey

Them Sick Wid' It niggas get they cash money

We keep them pistols and gats

Down for peelin' them caps

'Cuz them niggas from my camp get's down like that

Big Bone:

I'm clowin' muthafuckas givin' 'em away

Got your whole block flooded with meth and yay

Tell the asian man I'm on my way

I need major hook

Niggas hog moggin'

Tryin' to keep the whole book

But it don't go down like that

I bring the heat

Leave a nigga relaxing in his front seat

Head back like he asleep

With the reak of a muddy lake

Caught a man code 3 bring the yellow tape

D-Day:

As I get in where I fit in

Some funky ass shit

Down with niggas in my click

To let 'em know who they be fuckin' wit'

Got the shit locked down like up in SQ

Comin' new in '96 is what you best do

I test 1,2 and then I straight run through

Up in the V-A double where you best come true

'Cuz I'll be choppin' up on this game like a ginsu

And all you bitches and tricks know what a nigga like me into

B-Legit:

Some thousand gram units with the cash around 'em

I'll pour 'em out the window

And the task they found 'em

They try to get a nigga

But it's too much scratch

And fools from my camp get's down like that

Chorus(X4)

We spit the superfly shit

Makin' a bitch say hey

Them Sick Wid' It niggas get they cash money

We keep them pistols and gats

Down for peelin' them caps

Cuz them niggas from my camp get's down like that