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Get Back

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Get Back fue lanzado el 1 de enero de 2004 por Def Jam Recordings como parte del álbum The Red Light District

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DESCRIPCIÓN

LETRA

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES

Ludacris

Intérprete

Dolla Boy

Voces adicionales

Brolic D

Voces adicionales

COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA

D. Bazile

Autoría

Christopher Bridges

Christopher Bridges

Autoría

PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA

The Medicine Men

The Medicine Men

Producción

Tic Toc

Producción

Dale Ramsey

Ingeniería de grabación

Josh Monroy

Ingeniería de grabación

Bryan "B" Baldwin

Bryan "B" Baldwin

Ingeniería de grabación

Joey P.

Ingeniería de grabación

John Frye

Ingeniería de mezcla

Letra

[Verse 1]

Heads up

Heads up

[Verse 2]

Here's another one

And a, and another one

[Verse 3]

Yeet, yeet, woo woo

Why you all in my ear?

Talkin' a whole bunch of shit that I ain't tryna to hear

Get back, mu'fucker, you don't know me like that

(Get back, mu'fucker, you don't know me like that)

[Verse 4]

Yeet, yeet, woo woo

I ain't playin' around

Make one false move, I'll take ya down

Get back, mu'fucker, you don't know me like that

(Get back, mu'fucker, you don't know me like that)

[Verse 5]

Woo, s-s-so come on, come on

Don't, get swung on, swung on

It's that knick-knack paddy whack, still ridin' Cadillacs

Family off the street, made my homies put the baggies back

Still stackin' plaques (Yep) Still action packed (Yep)

And dough? I keep it flippin' like acrobats

That's why I pack a MAC, that'll crack a back

'Cause on my waist there's more heat than the Shaq attack

[Verse 6]

But I ain't speakin' 'bout ballin', ballin'

Just thinkin' 'bout brawlin' till y'all start bawlin'

We all in together now, birds of a feather now

Just bought a plane, so we change in the weather now

So put your brakes on, caps put your capes on

Or knock off your block, get dropped and have your face flown

'Cause I'll prove it, scratch off the music

Like, ay, little stupid, don't make me lose it

[Verse 7]

Yeet, yeet, woo woo

Why you all in my ear?

Talkin' a whole bunch of shit that I ain't tryna to hear

Get back, mu'fucker, you don't know me like that

(Get back, mu'fucker, you don't know me like that)

[Verse 8]

Yeet, yeet, woo woo

I ain't playin' around

Make one false move, I'll take ya down

Get back, mu'fucker, you don't know me like that

(Get back, mu'fucker, you don't know me like that)

[Verse 9]

(I came) I came (I saw) I saw

(I hit 'em right dead in the jaw) In the jaw

(I came) I came (I saw) I saw

(I hit 'em right dead in the jaw) In the jaw

(I came) I came (I saw) I saw

(I hit 'em right dead in the jaw) In the jaw

(I came) I came (I saw) I saw

(I hit 'em right dead in the jaw) In the jaw

[Verse 10]

See I caught 'em with a right hook, caught 'em with a jab

Caught 'em with an uppercut, kicked him in his ass

Sent him on his way, 'cause I ain't for that talk

And no trips to the county, I ain't for that walk

We split like two pins at the end of a lane

We'll knock out your spotlight and put an end to your vain

Put a DTP pendant at the end of yo' chain

Then put the booty of a Swisher at the end of a flame

[Verse 11]

Yeet, yeet, woo woo

Why you all in my ear?

Talkin' a whole bunch of shit that I ain't tryna to hear

Get back, mu'fucker, you don't know me like that

(Get back, mu'fucker, you don't know me like that)

[Verse 12]

Yeet, yeet, woo woo

I ain't playin' around

Make one false move, I'll take ya down

Get back, mu'fucker, you don't know me like that

(Get back, mu'fucker, you don't know me like that)

[Verse 13]

(Hey, you want what with me?)

(I'ma tell you one time, don't fuck with me)

Get down ('Cause I ain't got nothin' to lose)

(And I'm havin' a bad day, don't make me take it out on you)

(You want what with me?)

(I'ma tell you one time, don't fuck with me)

Get down ('Cause I ain't got nothin' to lose)

(And I'm havin' a bad day, don't make me take it out on you)

[Verse 14]

Man, 'cause I don't wanna do that

I wanna have a good time and enjoy my Jack

Sit back and watch the women get drunk as hell

So I can wake up in the morning with a story to tell

I know it's been a lil while since I been out the house

But now I'm here, you wanna stand around runnin' your mouth?

I can't hear nothin' you sayin' or spittin', so what's up?

Don't you see we in the club, man, shut the fuck up

[Verse 15]

Yeet, yeet, woo woo

Why you all in my ear?

Talkin' a whole bunch of shit that I ain't tryna to hear

Get back, mu'fucker, you don't know me like that

(Get back, mu'fucker, you don't know me like that)

[Verse 16]

Yeet, yeet, woo woo

I ain't playin' around

Make one false move, I'll take ya down

Get back, mu'fucker, you don't know me like that

(Get back, mu'fucker, you don't know me like that)

[Verse 17]

Ah, we in the red light district

Ah, we in the red light district

Woo, we in the red light district

Ah, we in the red light district

Woo, we in the red light district

Woo, the red light district

Woo, the red light district

Ah, we in the red light district

Written by: Christopher Bridges, D. Bazile

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