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Come Get Wrong
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Come Get Wrong was released on August 10, 2004 by Mindz Music as a part of the album De Inevitable
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Release DateAugust 10, 2004
LabelMindz Music
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM66

Credits

Lyrics

Come get wrong, get wrong
Come get wrong, get wrong
Come get wrong, get wrong
Come get wrong, get wrong (GET WRONG!)
Come get wrong, get wrong
Come get wrong, get wrong
Come get wrong, get wrong
Come get wrong, get wrong
See now, mane, that I'm on my own
I have to use this as a stepping stone
See, I wasn't going, so they set me free
Without the Koopsta, something's missing from the Three
Please, just hear me, please, just understand
About that fame, mane, I don't give a damn
Seems like I've been gone for some years
But you won't see the Koopsta's crying tears
Come in (Mayn, fuck it!)
Jump in (Mayn, fuck it!)
The wind (Mayn, fuck it!)
My friend (Mayn, fuck it!)
The club (Mayn, fuck it!)
Crunk up (Mayn, fuck it!)
Wassup? (Mayn, fuck it!)
Say what? (Mayn, fuck it!)
I'm on some devil shit, I come to re-rock the nation
Placed up by wicked hits, trick, there's no time for no patience
You haters none but cowards, best check up into them showers
Your mom has been dead for some hours, that comes from hitting bad powder
Backed up by awesome power, you kind of scared me 'cause we coming tough
North Memphis **** clicking, quickly raise them thumbs up
Jump up to get beat down, softer smile to murder frown
How you bitches like me now, make 'em feel them thunder sounds, buck 'em down
See now, mane, that I'm on my own
I have to use this as a stepping stone
See, I wasn't going, so they set me free
Without the Koopsta, something's missing from the three
Please, just hear me, please, just understand
About that fame, mane, I don't give a damn
Seems like I've been gone for some years
But you won't see the Koopsta's crying tears
Cry-y-y-y-i-i-i-in' over you
See, I was cry-y-y-y-i-i-i-in' over you
See I was
DJ Paul sat on the wall
Along came a rapper named Koopsta Knicca
I asked that **** what, say bro I got that stuff
I bumped for that fool, and he hooked a **** up
At the club, so clean, Chevy Thang so mean
Paul fourteen, fifteen, and sixteen
.380 we rocked, pearl thang cars
He gave me a song, and we named it Stash Spot
"Well, I'm fresh up out of jail with no job, so I steal and rob"
Bumped so hard, hurt some rappers' hearts
I didn't want to do it, but fuck it, why not
See now, mane, that I'm on my own
I have to use this as a stepping stone
See, I wasn't going, so they set me free
Without the Koopsta, something's missing from the three
Please, just hear me, please, just understand
About that fame, mane, I don't give a damn
Seems like I've been gone for some years
But you won't see the Koopsta's crying tears
Come get wrong, get wrong
Come get wrong, get wrong
Come get wrong, get wrong
Come get wrong, get wrong
Come get wrong, get wrong
Come get wrong, get wrong
Come get wrong, get wrong
Come get wrong, get wrong
Written by: Koopsta Knicca
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