Gettin' It

Cell phone rang Extremely urgent My nigga real dirty said he needs detergent said he's feeling summer That mean he's hot So I got to meet him at the kayfabe spot Seen my homie pull up in his ride Said he had to hide They wanted him for three homicides Knew he had to make a hasty retreat So he hit the street He needed bread to eat My homie asked me for a few stacks Said he didn't know if he could ever pay it back 'Cause he had to go away and couldn't never come back So he hollered at me first 'cause he knew I had his back Told me that he needed a splack He was holding a mac About to go bust a jack Said these niggas cooking up some crack Was across the tracks And he'd be right back Know my homie was on the attack Had to get what he lacked No time to pack Facing the chair now let's be rational Can't flex to Georgia got to flee international Show nuff my homie made it right back With a duffle bag inside some bricks and crack I hit him off with the stacks and patted him on the back I said nigga hit the road and don't never look back My nigga punched the gas and he ain't never look back When you get it how you live man ain't no quitting it Live life everyday out just getting it You never know how its gonna play out So if you can't pay out Bitch you better stay out Somebody's gonna die today I'm betting it Out here living life just getting it Getting it Getting it Out here living life just getting it Out of towners coming down to Dade They ain't from 'round the way Up north is where they stay Coming down to cop some bricks But my man Javier wanna pull some tricks Said he down the split the loot down the middle fifty fifty Me and Javi go way back to state school in the eighties Said we had to make it look real good Like we was just some crazy killers coming out the hood Right then We all started laughing Cause Javier knew we wouldn't be play acting Bandanna on our face Chopper in our hands Everything went smooth According to plans Hit a couple of them cats with the butt of the gun Now we out the door and on the run Later on time to split up the pie Nothing slick to try Javier's my guy Go to the motel step inside Count out the divide Return the dope supplied Said Javier you don't look so fly Sorry I put them stitches in your eye He said go ahead on man I ain't sweating it This the kind of shit that happens when you getting it Getting it Getting it Out here living life just getting it