Get That lyrics - Ces Cru (feat. JL B Hood)

[Verse 1: Godemis]

I'm in a go for the gusto, plus nobody gotta beat on 'em, I'mma let y'all know

The snake and the bat are back up in the building, comin' a body every show

When I wet that flow, out of the midi, comin' to get that dough

Klick-clack bang, I'mma let that go, creppin' I step in the dough

We reppin' the KCMO, wonder what they hate me for

Could that be the way we flow, I don't really know

Keepin' it cold like eight below, fillin' my stats up just like I pro, brrack

And then back at the clones, pattern and

Sappin' and snappin' and crackin' your bones

You can be caught up in a killer city, if ever you happen to roam

Look at what happen to roam, swear to God

Everybody wanna rap now, but how could it be this way

But everybody rappin' and be rappin' ain't really got ish to say

Snappin' since back in the day, can imagine we tellin' you that we crackin' away

I don't know why this sad to believe, but believe it or not I am out of my brain

Gotta move on back on my lane, gotta prove 'em back on my game

Sackin' a bat and a chain and I get that have I carry on

Now I got snake on the plane, can it be the way we contain

I don't know I'mma go ape, and is sure is I'm able to aim

But I made it my mission, it feel like you wishes my nigga

I'm keepin' it Strange

[Hook: Ubiquitous]

And I'm comin' to get that (Dough) we get that (Buzz)

We get that (Flow) we get that (Love) we get that (Rrah)

Comin' up on my dough to Riff Raff

Heard about your pack now I'm comin' to get that (Dough)

We get that (Buzz) we get that (Flow) we get that (Love)

We get that, how come I get 'em with the sick track

Hit them with the klick-clack brrack and I'm comin' to get that

Or we can go tit for tat for syntax, huh, huh

[Verse 2: Ubiquitous]

Man, I did it for the pesos, fuck kitty cat

Brrack, now gimme that bank roll

Ludwig, Beethoven got 'em way open

And I made it for the rave yo

Uranium, I'm too dirty yate

I'm too nerdy, wait I really ain't

They show, one love to the faithful

Those who take the advantage

Of good people can stay broke

Dreamin' about HO and E

And envy man, he got bank green

Now we up in the game though

I never settled for the ramp

We ain't pedalin' a ten-speed

Don't I make it look easy?

I served up breakfast's yes

That make it look greasy

They don't like the way that put things

I don't say that we got look

When they can book Weezy

One love to the old clique

I don't hate on nobody

In the game doin' dope shit

They didn't choose that hate'll

Be the same day, that I choose

To lose my aimin' and my focus

Lookin' back at a time of my life

Of other fight ferocious

Pipe and the glow stick

Through the white and a roach clip

I trained it all in for mics

To twice the emotion

Struggle for energy is constant

Inviting any and everybody

Got enemy that wants it

I'm on my Dom Kennedy, let it be

The John Lennon to me

Forever will be conscious

Godemis and I are binded

We tell 'em all to get brrack

Hit 'em with the klick-clack

UBI in the cockpit, son of a gunner

I get it done and now I'm comin' to get

[Hook]

[Verse 3: J.L.]

JL, they said you only fail when you quit

When your grips excess it's ine-vitable, can't tell me shit

Better be the nigga with hella cheddar

But ever they said nigga that towards me

It's gonna be whatever they eat

When the see me at the award ceremonies, givin' that SO to homies

And look at the mess show, you gotta confess

That it matter don't raggin' I be givin' you none less

They hittin' you with itty b young gettin' look at checks

Keepin' it Strange and that's with a capital S

Flow get wetter, a veteran to the flesh

You could have predict that they get better, one of the best

They look at me, everybody yellin' and I'm next

I regress tookin' the palm myself to keep pressin'

Impress, keep it at a west scene and would Ces

Better note that we comin' to get it

Anybody thinking about opposing

Can get left breathless headless

Won't let 'em come between my precious

Any brrack N-A-P time, I'm at it like I got a D-E-A-D line

And top dog would it be 80 feline

80 degree weather, you'll never be mine, hater

Be know one to do me no favors

When I'm come from the jungles scared of none

Nigga my middle name is Danger

Comin' to hit 'em in the head with another banger

Got 'em scattering the murder with the remainder

All up in they mouth of a hater like a retainer

Definition of entertainers

[Hook]