Tattoo Ink - Get Down b**hes lyrics

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Tattoo Ink - Get Down b**hes lyrics

[Bugsy] I know these b**hes wanna f** as back as we do So you gotta keep it real trick [Bugsy] Alright feel this, lay back in Cal state That steel grip, incase someone trip can't hesitate Let me break it down while I bother with these hoes When I'm in the club homie pack the snub nose They get out their clothes, I spit the game cold f** the same hoes, ese I got some new ones Contact the dukes, I'm gangster for life Motherf**ers wanna step they might lose their lives I know you ain't tripping, it's a Brown thing ese Hitting switches, straight clowning Come on ma, shake that, hit it while I lay back For real b**h, wait up, let me see what you're made of [Chorus x2] Get down, come on b**hes Right now, get down And show me how How bad you want this motherf**ing dick [Conejo] Jaw breaker jaw breaker, dog I'm on the edge It's getting kind of messy so they called the feds To wake the spirits, gun fights and all Ese dropped out of school to put my name on the wall Not for sale homie, it's just a promo copy b**h you don't know my kind cuz your style's too sloppy Who am I? I'm just Conejo from Los Ese k**er from the West that'll bury your bones [Bugsy] Yeah you know, it's all about that dough West Coast players in this canton Hit a switch and drop it low This is Tattoo Ink, these vatos got the game wrong We can all ball player, just watch who you hate on [Chorus x2] [Conejo] Damn b**hes, there best to be no snitches Cuz the calles get viscious, I'll be digging your ditches f** your weed, homie I'm here for the speed You f**ing mayateros, your personas so weak It's not a dream that I be pinching your pockets Got the .45 cal loco spitting them rockets Now now, settle down you clowns The Ink be the baddest, we're the sh** in your town What you think, that I won't put a slug in your beam Your entire f**ing crew straight stayed on the scene I'll do it high, liquid acid and thai I liquidate your stash and bankroll my supply As for the rest, you OG's ain't young Don't get in my path cuz I ain't playing with guns The Devil's playground is where I met my dogs Dog f** these b**hes, dope fiends got blown [Chorus x2]

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