Sly Boogy - Da Get Back lyrics

(Verse 1) [Dirty Bird] Smoking on a stick Thinkin' 'bout the obvious Choking off the hit of the bombest sh** of this continent Two-way going off, and I'm Laid up with a big titty Asian, I get my jollies whipped Message on it said Diamonique want you to call her So I put my drawers Gave the Asian b**h twenty dollars And I hollered at Diamo', exchangin' serious convo, said [Diamonique] (???) stole my money from my mom's f**in' condo [Dirty Bird] And she know who did it, gave the description and his digits So I called him like the girl on The Ring, and told him, "How many minutes Til his existance would diminish," totally finished Told me 'bout a good surgeon, a highly recommended dentist Plus a biblical sentence Then he could say what he start trippin' When he finished, stop driven, then I pushed over, while he listen Called Sly Boogy up, and me and Sly discussed how we gon' k** 'em Lived his month up in here, a sick description of his live, ended Chorus: [Sly Boogy] f** that It's time for some get back [Diamonique] Forget that I gotta get my chips back f** the chit chat, man, where my clique at We can click-clack [Sly Boogy] Your a** is gettin' b**h slapped f** that It's time for some get back [Diamonique] Forget that I gotta get my chips back f** the chit chat, man, where my clique at We can click-clack [Both] It's a rap [Sly Boogy] When my sh** clap (Verse 2) I'll be there in a sec Dirt, and don't trip I'm the wet shirt expert I fin to give you A sample of some of my best work It's licensed dope Watch the blood from his neck, squirt You gon' be left hurt f**in' with the homey Diamo', I'm fin to gather up The ammo, well blow me some hydro When I go From Colorado to Casa Blanca, Morocco I'm John Doe, the 5-0, b**h, you gon' die slow I sneeze a**, with the doozy and the D's ashe With grease a**, with the hoodie and the ski mask You could think fast And need to move ya feet fast But it ain't gon' matter when this heat blast (BLOW! BLOW!) When the Pistols spit, it's useless, b**h I'm wicked as a triple 6, with a crucifix When I'm bangin' with the Bird, Big Slick right behind me Dumpin' on your punk a**, throwin' up the I.E Repeat Chorus [Verse 3: Diamonique] You stupid motherf**er Look what you made me do Call up my dogs I had to sick 'em on you Shouldn't have f**ed with me or touched my money Now there's war on the streets, and that sh** ain't funny Should've thought twice before playing Ms. Nice Cause Ms. Nice turns real quick to Ms. Ice So cold It's your roll, like throwin' the dice Gamblin' with your life You're 'bout to lose tonight I know it seems like a high price to pay Cause crimes like these happen everyday But This went down in such a scandalous way You were like family How could you think to betray You're a snake A trick A who*e You do almost Anything, just so you can smoke a little more You're defective Probably HIV infected Disconnected from the rest of the world, you're like the dead Resurrected I got my targets selected And you ain't got a motherf**in' prayer You say you're sorry But I don't f**in' care We about to turn your smoked out dreams To your worst nightmare, b**h Repeat Chorus [Sly Boogy] When my sh** clap {*gunshot*}