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Get Right
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Get Right was released on September 11, 2001 by Rhino/Elektra as a part of the album Ghetto Fabolous
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Release DateSeptember 11, 2001
LabelRhino/Elektra
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM97

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fabolous
Fabolous
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dana Stinson
Dana Stinson
Songwriter
John David Jackson
John David Jackson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Merlin Bobb
Merlin Bobb
Executive Producer
DJ Clue
DJ Clue
Executive Producer
Duro
Duro
Mixing Engineer
Skåne
Skåne
Executive Producer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Engineer
Dana Stinson
Dana Stinson
Producer

Lyrics

You ain't even know
Every day a so-called friend turn foe, ****
'Member we was in the yo
Talkin' 'bout how they don't wanna see you blow, ****
Then you get a little dough
Then a motherfucker start actin' like you owe, ****
Had to switch up the flow
Now I gotta stay on the grind, but c'mon, ****
We gon' be alright, ****, we gon' be alright
****, we gon' be alright, **** we gon' be alright
Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright
****, we gon' be alright, huh? We gon' be alright
****, we gon' be alright
Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright
Swear there ain't never been a doubt
Now I got everythin' that's out
Hot say every since about '01, '02
****, I ain't never been without
They let me get my first dope bitch
Since then, it ain't never been a drought
Bullshit, I never been about
I'm no angel, big gates, white leather on the couch
So it feel like heaven at the house
Ain't no reverend at the house, but I run it at the crib
****, like you, all you runnin' is your lip
Don't let me catch you, or run into your bitch
I chase you up the road, make you run into a ditch
But 'til that day come, we alright
Money over here, we alright
The bitches wit' me, they are nice
The bitches wit' you, they alright
You ain't even know
Every day a so-called friend turn foe, ****
'Member we was in the yo
Talkin' 'bout how they don't wanna see you blow, ****
Then you get a little dough
Then a motherfucker start actin' like you owe, ****
Had to switch up the flow
Now I gotta stay on the grind, but c'mon, ****
We gon' be alright, ****, we gon' be alright
****, we gon' be alright, **** we gon' be alright
Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright
****, we gon' be alright, huh? We gon' be alright
****, we gon' be alright
Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright
We gon' be alright, we gon' be alright
We gon', we gon', we gon' be alright, we gon' be alright
We gon' be alright, we gon' be alright
We gon', we gon', we gon' be alright, we gon' be alright
**** ain't gotta like me, right?
Ain't the first time they've been wrong, right?
I don't like broke **** neither, right?
Some people just won't get along, right?
Written by: Dana Stinson, John Jackson
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