Letra de Get It Going - EST Gee

Yeah, yeah (FOREVEROLLING)

Yeah, yeah

That's how I'm comin', yeah, yeah

That's how I'm comin', yeah, yeah

Ain't no running

Your best bet is ducking when I push the button

One on one'n, I can trick a nigga if I can trick a junkie

How I'm coming, thirty-six of them onions if you get it jumping

How I'm coming, buyin', not getting fronted, nigga, I'm getting money

How I'm coming, coaching all the youngins, sending off the flunkies

How I'm coming, street nigga out Kentucky, car from out the country

Yeah, road running (Road running)

Twelve hours, thirty thousand bags, eleven hundred (I want my money)

Loads double, maybe even triple, when I get to Kentucky (I said I'm want my money)

Double punching, either way, it's straight, nigga, we ain't throwing nothin'

I'm grit and thuggin', might not go home, shower, change my clothes or nothin'

And I beat that road down like a trucker, be there soon, I'm coming

Cold sluttin' and I gave her like four hundred C's, these hoes running

These niggas in imaginary beefs, they must be Ghostbusters

Ask about me, we known for the D, the streets, yeah, my supper

Damn near half a hundred, Charlie Bang, mouth flooded, care cut it

Room on a yacht, they kick the door, she mad that I ain't fuck her

When it's time to do them crimes, tell me why you ain't ride or nothin'?

A lot of money, my power double, a nigga better not move a muscle

Ain't no running

Your best bet is ducking when I push the button

One on one'n, I can trick a nigga if I can trick a junkie

How I'm coming, thirty-six of them onions if you get it jumping

How I'm coming, buyin', not getting fronted, nigga, I'm getting money

How I'm coming, coaching all the youngins, sending off the flunkies

How I'm coming, street nigga out Kentucky, car from out the country

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