Mr. Lee - Get Out lyrics

C'mon Yeah Face Mob Uh huh, uh huh uh His name is Jigga Yeah What's happenin baby Wsup, wsup witcha? Tryin to get this loot Yeah Knowwhatimsayin? No doubt [S] So what's it gon' be? Women, whiskey, weed [J] Dope, coke, or all the guns you need, n***a [S] You could get them thangs for a lesser fee [J] Yeah and with the right amount of pressure, them thangs look free [S] I'm on my way now, desperate need of a lick indeed [J] Believe I got a vick if it's a brick you need [S] My n***a for sheez [J] Right back at you, holla after you land we get it before you leave [S] Is you for sure? Them n***as out there still got cheese Cuz my n***as in the drop bounced back to slangin OZ's [J] Man them n***as rapin the town without breakin 'em down Them ba*tards makin a k**in slangin half of buldings [S] For real man, I'm on my last nine thousand Ain't got no money, I'm fightin cases with this ho money [Jay-Z] And when the money get low and the hungriness show n***as better get the f** out the house And when the money get low and the hungriness show n***as better get the f** out the house And when the money get low and the hungriness show n***as better get the f** out the house [S] I caught a northwest flight to NY, on the buddy pa** Sittin at the exit row, by the do' [J] I got a hoopty from this doofy n***a around the way I had the fo'fo' under the rug, weekend ago [S] Three hours, I landed in the city of dreams With tall buildings, flooded with cabs and limousines Where the f** is Jay-Z [J] God damn traffic is gettin on my nerve I see your face by the curb [S] Goddamn dog I been sittin here thirty minutes [J] You know these motherf**ing cab drivers Like they own this motherf**er [S] Open the trunk [S] And then I'm thinkin, Jigga let's get this motherf**ing cash n***a [J] Well if it's a money thing let's get this motherf**ing money man [S] And then I said to Jigga, let's get this motherf**ing cash n***a [J] I got a dope house scoped out [S] An escape route? [J] No doubt; let's hit the highway, load up, lock [S] Let's do this sh** [J] Hold up, cops [S] Trippin, it's eight million stories in this naked motherf**er [J] Yeah, and ten million undercovers We gon' get this raw, we gon' kick in the door They got guns in the couch, they got sh** in the floor [S] n***as is gon' sh** they drawers [J] They got a b**h at the door [S] Bullsh**, heard that stupid sh** before [Jay-Z] And when the money get low and the hungriness show n***as better get the f** out the house And when the money get low and the hungriness show n***as better get the f** out the house And when the money get low and the hungriness show n***as better get the f** out the house [J] I hit the buzzer, Mita, Manny Let me up it's Joey motherf**er [S] Takin the steps up with only one thing on our mind Wipe this motherf**er clean, everybody gotta die [J] Up the steps, got closer The voices got louder, you hear it? d**h's approaching we comin for that powder [S] Then I knocked four times, I hit the ho wit clear polish Well she couldn't see sh**, now what's it gonna be b**h? [someone getting hacked]