Get-U-Now

The fuck was that man?
 That shit blew my head man
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 I got a brand new .380 in the box, made like glocks
 A shoebox of bullets, two clips, no safety locks
 Won't get knocked 'cause I avoid the rage
 Catchin' mad bodies like the AIDS
 I used to carry blades, now I'm fully loaded, save the bullshit
 Tempt me, I'ma empty the whole shit, that's that cold shit
 And that's what I'm into, and plus it's winter
 And beef ain't squished until the bullet enter
 Dead center or dead broke, when I got the flame out
 I'm stickin' up a drunk at the liquor store, he came out
 'Cause my rent's due, fuck with my money I'ma dead you
 And you can tell the accents X sent you
 And he meant it, cut your throat, and maim your last breath, wait
 I got a bullet for your ass wit' ya name and your death date (nigga)
 (There it is, that's what got him)
 (I don't know man)
 I got my Get-U-Now (he's gonna Get-U-Now)
 I got my Get-U-Now (he's gonna Get-U-Now)
 I got my Get-U-Now (he's gonna Get-U-Now)
 I got my Get-U-Now (he's gonna Get-U-Now)
 The fuck was that man?
 That shit blew my head man
 I had to get a shotty, the barrel's a double one
 'Cause my sidewalk got more shells than bubblegum
 Stuck on it, I'm settin' it, bring it if you want it
 And I still got my .22, I'll never point it though
 I go hip-hop, it pays by the sheets
 So fuck my mother-in-law, I'm finna run the streets
 Be the syntax error, delete
 I live to spin wax, compete with off-beat
 I got my Get-U-Now (he's gonna Get-U-Now)
 I got my Get-U-Now (he's gonna Get-U-Now)
 I got my Get-U-Now (he's gonna Get-U-Now)
 I got my Get-U-Now (he's gonna Get-U-Now)
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 I got it, my tool, my utensil
 To draw lead in that ass like a pencil with a stencil
 And let me see them kids who had beef in the summer
 And they mugs, all look like Helen Keller but dumber
 Ain't that a bummer? I'll take you out your misery
 I'll be the mad bluff caller like, caller ID motherfucker!
 I'm rakin' in the dough by the heap
 (Get the cash) c-cypher-punks can't 'pete
 (Buck his ass) the last that you heard of your Jeep
 As you sleep, I buy it off my boys for dirt cheap
 Watch me now
 We gonna Get-U-Now (uh)
 We gonna Get-U-Now (yeah)
 We gonna Get-U-Now (uh)
 We gonna Get-U-Now
 (Nigga! Fucka, uhh, watch you drop!)
 (You know what the fuck we talkin' about, word is bond)
 (And we ghost, CM!)