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Geto Boys

Genres: Hip-Hop

G. E. T. O. Lyrics - Geto Boys

Killa, you're face to face with Scarface 

G to the E to the T O 

 

Now here it comes, motherfuckers die hard 'til the end 

(Boom) 

Mr. Scarface, not your ordinary dope man 

On the for reala, my nigga, I'm a born killa 

Let my nuts hanging out, give a fuck if ya bigger 

 

'Cause I'm that nigga who gets ass rolling ten deep 

And shove this shoe up in your shit far as ten feet 

Creep by creep 'cause I'm in this shit deep 

Never ever caught slipping, bitch 'cause I don't sleep 

 

And if I sleep, the kid gets beat and that's bullshit 

'Cause I'm still a lunatic 

Body snatcher, Peter Roll capture 

Killer coming atcha, niggero subtracter 

 

Small time dope game, plenty heart though 

Good girl go bad, I'm high off a motherfucker 

I read my diary, mind play tricks 

And traveled the world with a nigga named Bushwick 

 

Lost a member back in December 

Nigga gets respect from Boston to Denver 

Compton, Jersey, Philly, Brooklyn 

Oakland, Dallas, Houston look, man 

 

It ain't a goddamn thing being took 

From the bad boys of Houston, so go ahead and dial a crook 

And watch some niggas spit the game cool 

Ran back and brace yourself, nigga 'cause here it comes, fool 

 

Here it comes, fool 

P E T E R M A N, ain't no hoe ass motherfuckers 

 

Bang bang bang, motherfuckers, lay it down 

Prat tat tat, the Peterman is in the house 

And I'm about to spray it down 

Letting niggas hand fit my gat, I gots to grab it 

Smoking motherfuckers is a habit 

 

I'm on a mission, opposition get tore up from the floor up 

Kicking the type of gangsta shit that make ya throw up 

G plus E plus T plus O 

Geto Boys run shit in '93 but you don't hear me though 

 

Huh, breaking niggas off who bother to 

Fuck around with techs, thinking we ain't nothing but barbecue 

So fool, get your ass on 

Before the Peterman in the house, getting his blast on 

 

Sending niggas smooth to the concrete 

Making mo' motherfucking deal then a swap meet 

The C O N V I C T S is hitting niggas where it hurt 

Kicking up dirt down in Texas, so here it comes, fool 

 

Any motherfucker wanna get with Bushwick 

Bring it on, motherfucker 

 

Well, what do you know, it's that nigga named Bushwick 

Back again still dropping the Bs on a punk bitch 

Kicking that G shit ever so clear 

5th Ward steady coming hard every fucking year 

 

I went from copping the cash a couple of months ago 

But niggas call me crazy 'cause I'm known to smoke a hoe 

Smoke a hoe, smoke a hoe, smoke two, smoke a few 

Got my motherfucking crew, now what you wanna do? 

 

B U S H W I C K blowing niggas away 

Doing this type of shit every motherfucking day 

Never waste another niggas time 

Got my 9, getting paid, kicking these motherfucking dope rhymes 

 

So if it comes down to it, I might gatcha 

Dead in that motherfucking dump, give that ass a fracture 

'Cause I ain't that nigga you wanna fuck with 

Bushwick Bill, the nigga named Chuckwick 

So here it comes, fool 

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