Let Me Get It-Crooked I/Tech N9ne

Let Me Get It (feat. Tech N9ne) - Crooked I [Intro] Predator sh*t, PREDATOR! ("You don't have the guts to be what you wanna be? You need people like me.") [Verse 1: Crooked I] Let me get it They let a Cali boy in Slaughterhouse, it's a wrap 38 spec sh*t, rounds in the strap Tryna get off the last ounce in the track My OG's in the 'Lac, bouncin' to Zapp That's our lifestyle, stunt hard, gun large Pickin' em up not givin' a f**k about a gun charge Zippin' em up in a body bag, f**k niggas mad Welcome to our house, dead rappers in the front yard I ain't Steve Nash, nobody get a pass I found the ni**a that made a top 50 hot MC list And my Glock committed sodomy and shot him in the a** Standin' over his body I probably shoulda asked Why the greatest rappers gotta be somebody from the past Compared to Slaughterhouse, a lot of niggas trash Followin' a fad, what would I do if they follow the Slaughter They prolly swallow this hollow and a mag Tongue full of dung, it's sh*t talkin' Niggas want me dead, f**k it I'm still walkin' Enemies in the club, f**k it I'm still parkin' the coupe First put the roof on a milk carton Walked in, they hand me the mic Told baby girl it gotta be tonight My bed or your bed? Yeah I'm thinking with both heads You know, great minds think alike [Hook: Crooked I] What you got under that skirt? (let me get it) Vodka, Henny and that purp (let me get it) Cribs, cars and net worth (let me get it) Slaughterhouse gang, Tech N9ne go and get it [Verse 2: Tech N9ne] Lot of molly, an out of body experience I'm feeling kind of Gotti and all ya'll into weird events A party prolly jolly counsel me when I'm inherent With the shotty ridin' when I party it's Abu Dhabi Who can I pick it up, wick it up I'm a rip it up And I'm gonna get up in my zone now F**kin' the women I'm up and I'm winnin' I'm [?] now P**sy poundin' I'm pushin' polygamy procedures Packin' and poppin' pretty penis pockets I please her These I ease, Techa Neez got the bees of an evil deed But I'mma G, never see us With a telescope ni**a cause it's hella d**e I got so many worshipers with me, I could sell a quotes I yell the most, I tell the goat I'm gonna take it even if they hate it and fill the boat Fellas, you tell us to gel it, we're gonna quell his hope Embellish a [?] When I rhyme I'm conniving cause I bring Live wickedness brightening your high beams Frightening life like some lye in your Visine Psyche swiped clean, high as the hygiene Let me get it P**sy, w**d, a licker yo, let me get it I don't kick it if you be messy with it Tecca Nina keep KCMO on the fitted Any Slaughterhouse gang affiliation I'm f**kin' with it [Hook] [Verse 3: Crooked I] Nobody seconding what I be spitting, we misfits Gonorrhea mixed with diarrhea, that sick sh*t You f**kers wack, need them Puffy plaques, them big hits Them R. Kelly, I'm so rich I piss on a b**ch hits And b**ches get the business In a convertible eatin' big dick While I'm parked like a picnic Wrapping they big lips around my stick shift rockin' French tips Suckin' me hollow after they swallow my kids I'm askin' [Hook]