Get It Crackin Lyrics – 26Gunner
Get It Crackin song Details:
Written by: 26Gunner
We get it crackin , ya you know how we rock
From the glenoaks ave to the 26 block
Goofys had me fucked up did this shit non stop
You betta go and duck yo head if you want yo top
I swear to god I’m gon take off cock it back and let off
How that lame said he pressed me bitch you know he soft
I’m quick to get off block stash that shit in my sock
Got my right hand man he gets wet when it pops
Bitch I’m really out here thuggin straight slangin sum rock
You know we outside active droppin opps
Don’t come around here cuz when we shoot get props
Bitch we really out here steppin really out on the block
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If they coming around asking bitch the city is ours
When they seen my big ass blower started running they flowers
Yo homies both got hit , collapsed like the twin towers
Bitch we had a wet them up wet em up like a shower
Thuggin thuggin thuggin bitch I never learned my lesson
How I pulled up on your street while I had my smith and Wesson
You’ll never see me stressing , mean muggin what you reppin
Cook yo big homie up yeah you can see me fucking chefin
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Ohh we got him
bitch we spot him
cocked it back let it off and then I dropped him
He ain’t even seen my face I just popped him
He ain’t even seen my face I just popped him
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We get it crackin , ya you know how we rock
From the glenoaks ave to the 26 block
Goofys had me fucked up did this shit non stop
You betta go and duck yo head if you want yo top
I swear to god I’m gon take off cock it back and let off
How that lame said he pressed me bitch you know he soft
I’m quick to get off block stash that shit in my sock
Got my right hand man he gets wet when it pops
F*ck a learnt lesson thuggin since a adolescent
It was me slim n shooter f*ck addressing we was steping
Pistol packing everyday sliding on some dead sections
See a lame from a distance and we get to hood checkin
Thuggin wit my mf Nina on my side
Got it on me, I ain’t running,im gon up it im gon ride
Why u steady lookin at me , U think you ain’t afraid to die
I’ma show you how it spits , bullets swarm you like some flies
Bitch we outside , come and test yo luck
Where you say you from again , bitch we don’t give a f*ck
U ain’t heard about the last one that tried his luck
Ended in a body bag but he resting above
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Ohh we got him
bitch we spot him
cocked it back let it off and then I dropped him
He ain’t even seen my face I just popped him
He ain’t even seen my face I just popped him
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Man why tf y’all go inside when you hear you the music coming
I was posted by my lonley heard the music get to dumpin
Tell me once hit em up , he dead for sure ain’t no fussing
So much guns outside like a white boy like I’m trumpin
You can get it too so stand in the way
Big gun on my waist let if off in broad day
Have yo dumbass knocked off for a couple a change
Bitch I’m really from the gang give a f*ck what you say
F*ck a bitch keep it pushing we can never get attached
You can call me mr the bic the way I’m lighting up your pad
Put his name on yo fucking hat bitch we left him flat, pray his name every other night you won’t get back
Told my momma ima get it so there ain’t no going sad
She keep telling me to stop but im in love with the attacks
Have to keep blower on me gotta watch out for these fags
Hottest in my city bitch I put it on the map
