Get Right

Get right, get right

Get right, get right

I can't lie, I like to get high

And figure 8 when I drive

Blow bunch of rope in the sky

For all my cuddies that died

We can't do nothin' but strive

So bring the struggle

You want a silver spoon in your mouth

You gotta hustle

As I take another hit of the spliff

That soldier's passin'

The only chance I get to feel peace

I gotta have some

So see I spark the holla a lot

It keeps me goin'

Baby boy be steps ahead of his death

And momma knowin'

So she's sayin' baby change your ways

But I was raised in the days of uzis and AKs

Where killas play the deadly game

Called the pistol tag

Just let me live I ask

But if you caught in the cross

Then I'm a off your ass

Young **** that's tryin' to have the better things in life

He went from crookin' and rookin' to juggin' overnight

Some try to say he ain't right

But who's to say that he's wrong

That's why you starvin' and the name of this song

Is get some get right

You need to get some get right

Cause fools they choose to front their whole life

You need to get some get right

Cause fools they choose to front their whole life

I tried to tell my young potna to take a look at his life

But he don't like how it's lookin' because his money ain't right

And gettin' high as a kite

Is his way to escape

To ghetto heat in them streets

Where it ain't no peace

He stayin' fast on his feet

Cause the rollers be chasin'

And if they nab you with that D

It ain't no use in explainin'

Cause they gon' slam you on your face

Haul you off with a case

And in the belly of the beast

You're straight tucked away

But he don't hear me though

He'd rather slang the dope

Until that day illegal business got my folks smoked

It got me feelin' like it ain't no hope

For black males

If you out there in the life

It's either jail or it's hell

See jail is what they send us to

And hell is what we livin' through

So get some get right

Is what you better do

Better do, better do

Better do, better do

Better do, better do

You need to get some get right

Cause fools they choose to front their whole life

You need to get some get right

Cause fools they choose to front their whole life

Now back in 1983

We played as kids in the street

Never thought in '96

I'd run my strip totin' heat

And playa fuckin' with the feds

Was never fun to me

But man the rollers tryin'

To take the hood from under me

Haters come with jealousy

But they ain't fadin' me none

Too busy mackin' 'bout my mail

And tryin' to make 21

Some of my cuddies didn't live to see the big twomp 8

And I'll be damned if I go out like a sadistic today

So I'm on get some get right

Gettin' my game tight

Hustlin' on the mic

Now my name's in lights

Me and my cuddies was broke

But not no mo' mane

They got one sassed out

So there's no mo' cocaine

Tryin' to show my folks it's way mo'

Than life than just bangin' and hittin' licks and sellin' dope

Playboy it's almost 2000

Peep the game's gettin' colder

And if somebody ask ya tell 'em Mac Mall told ya

That you need

You need to get some get right

Cause fools they choose to front their whole life

You need to get some get right

Cause fools they choose to front their whole life

You need some get right, fools be choosin' to front their whole life

You need some get right

Cause fools be choosin' to front their whole life

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah