Paroles de I'ma Get Mine
(feat. J Tiggy T, Willie D)[Sho]
This is for the humps who said I wouldn't make it
Gimme my card or I'ma take it
I done paid my dues and hung tough
So called homies hard times and called they bluff
Said they was down they turned out to be quitters
Now they on a label with a yard in em
Lookin for that exit door
And I'm the type to tell a fool I told ya so
In such a big rush to sign a contract
Still ain't heard them wack ass lyrics on one track
Livin like a slob
Signed to a label and still holdin a day job
Gotcha lookin like a fool
But what did you expect from a label as broke as you?
You better get you a lawyer bro
I know ya sore, get some cold cream for that booty hole
And get to the back a the line
Of acts tryin to get signed, cause I'ma get mine
[CHORUS: Willie D]
Who ya fight for? WIZE UP!
Who ya cut for? WIZE UP!
Who put the money in ya pocket? WIZE UP! Gettin mine is a must
[Sho]
Everybody wanna know where Sho is
Sho's down with Wize Up, so Sho's gonna get his
They called me a fool for rollin with this rap thang
Cause I made a change and got up out that dope game
Everybody think I'm brand new
Cause a brother don't do the same things that I used to do
Like I ain't down with the hood
But bein broke in the hood ain't doin nobody no good
Plus the hood is fulla crumbsnatchers
Everybody lookin bad so everybody lookin at you
And I ain't carryin' no grown men on my shoulders
You either get on my team or get rolled over
I gotta do for me, I gotta do for me
Cause when you broke where the hell yo friends be?
Ya can't find em with a flashlight
Get some change in ya pockets ya can't keep em outcha eyesight
In '92 for my homies I carried the load
And got rolled like some Daytons and Lows
Now I'm stickin and movin, did my time
Stood in line, and I'm gettin mine
[CHORUS]
[J Tiggy T]
Well its the J tiggy T they call me namer
Sew them punks up just like the claimers
Some night board pimps stabbin the girlies with the weiner
And if ya cross me up then yo I gotsta bang ya
I gotta say whats up to the Crusher city slangas
Calliope west bank down to Desire
Homies gettin sessed out smokin that fire
Gettin burnt up like Richard Pryor
Lowin 9 up down 7 and Niece
Whipser sensation and a big E-Z
I done paid my dues so its my time
I'mo get mine
[CHORUS]
Ashes to ashes dust to dust
Said they was down they turned out to be quitters
Now they on a label with a yard in em
Lookin for that exit door
And I'm the type to tell a fool I told ya so
In such a big rush to sign a contract
Still ain't heard them wack ass lyrics on one track
Livin like a slob
Signed to a label and still holdin a day job
Gotcha lookin like a fool
But what did you expect from a label as broke as you?
You better get you a lawyer bro
I know ya sore, get some cold cream for that booty hole
And get to the back a the line
Of acts tryin to get signed, cause I'ma get mine
[CHORUS: Willie D]
Who ya fight for? WIZE UP!
Who ya cut for? WIZE UP!
Who put the money in ya pocket? WIZE UP! Gettin mine is a must
[Sho]
Everybody wanna know where Sho is
Sho's down with Wize Up, so Sho's gonna get his
They called me a fool for rollin with this rap thang
Cause I made a change and got up out that dope game
Everybody think I'm brand new
Cause a brother don't do the same things that I used to do
Like I ain't down with the hood
But bein broke in the hood ain't doin nobody no good
Plus the hood is fulla crumbsnatchers
Everybody lookin bad so everybody lookin at you
And I ain't carryin' no grown men on my shoulders
You either get on my team or get rolled over
I gotta do for me, I gotta do for me
Cause when you broke where the hell yo friends be?
Ya can't find em with a flashlight
Get some change in ya pockets ya can't keep em outcha eyesight
In '92 for my homies I carried the load
And got rolled like some Daytons and Lows
Now I'm stickin and movin, did my time
Stood in line, and I'm gettin mine
[CHORUS]
[J Tiggy T]
Well its the J tiggy T they call me namer
Sew them punks up just like the claimers
Some night board pimps stabbin the girlies with the weiner
And if ya cross me up then yo I gotsta bang ya
I gotta say whats up to the Crusher city slangas
Calliope west bank down to Desire
Homies gettin sessed out smokin that fire
Gettin burnt up like Richard Pryor
Lowin 9 up down 7 and Niece
Whipser sensation and a big E-Z
I done paid my dues so its my time
I'mo get mine
[CHORUS]
Ashes to ashes dust to dust
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