Get The Drop On Em Lyrics - Ll Cool J

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I break a nigga down ugly like Coke, up on the scale 

Next step throw a stack up on the third rail 

The undisputed, I'm never ever diluted or polluted 

You could fuse it, if ya choose it 'cause it's deep rooted 

I make ya maggot ass crawl out tha gutter 

For underestimatin' as I'm cre-atin the butter 

Cliques get clipped like heavy bricks when I'm droppin' 

I'm wreckin' nigga whole shit plus I make a profit 

Wicked with this shout, bodies are fished out 

I'm wreckin' niggas one-by-one but then I miscount 

Mispronounced, how do LL bounce 

And get ya shit bust? I turn ya faggots into mush 

Ya slippin', I'm grippin' microphones real tight 

Then I crack up the speakers in ya Ac all night 

Deliver messages, the prophecy's in me 

His Royal Highness, you minus what you claim to be 

(Say what?) 

Uh, I get da drop on you niggas 

I blow it, I make it hot for my niggas 

Uh, I get da drop on you niggas 

I blow it, I make it hot for my niggas 

Uh, I get da drop on you niggas 

I blow it, I make it hot for my niggas 

I blow 'em, kaboom, but fuck sound effects 

Niggas was sleeping like I was off on a Star Trek 

Select my dialect, inspect all my checks 

He claim he gettin' money but L cast the check 

You sell blunt weed, Glock block, horizons 

Niggas in the projects find ya hypnotizing 

You clowns know when I bring forth the heat 

Hardcore niggas be wearin' panties, lookin' sweet 

I'm on a journey through the land of frontin' niggas 

Nervous motherfuckers with tha hands on dirty triggers 

I lay back, niggas beef or let my nuts live 

I take my blade, insert it until ya guts give 

Execution, the destroyer of ya suspect bunch 

What? Drama! You can't believe how I deliver bomb shit 

Ya brains split, the pain hits ya little dick 

Uh, I get da drop on you niggas 

I blow it, I make it hot for my niggas 

You fallin' backwards, leanin' like a dope addict 

Rope niggas claim me, packin' automatics 

Found his ol' Earth's burner underneath the mattress 

Go outside, the bitch up just like a actress 

I take ya motherfuckers one-by-one and show ya how it's done 

And dick ya down in front of everyone 

Bitch niggas ain't got no type of reason 

To say a bullshit rhyme in LL season 

I'm freezin', ya bleedin' heavily up out'cha rectum 

Black and blue, tryin' ta hide up in the spectrum 

I got ya raw ass bustin' straight flat 

Head up on the place mat, ready to waste that 

Operatin' incorporates stimulatin' designs 

Lay that motherfucker's shit down, nigga resign 

Don't lose ya mind, concentratin' on how I shine 

You never hear a nigga like me, never in time 

I blaze it quick, amaze cliques when I flip 

I can't believe you niggas forgot who rip shit 

It's '96 and niggas like to hold they dicks 

I'm breakin' shit aside ya doctor's can't fix 

Uh, I get da drop on you niggas 

I blow it, I make it hot for my niggas 

Fuck the tricks and all them smooth singin' grooves 

I'm bringin' crews, in my ring you swing and lose 

With the blues light my fuse, allow me 

To show ya crab ass fake niggas how it be 

My technique's superb when I'm pissin' on these herbs 

Crystal clear so you can hear every word 

Fuck the goodie-goodie or your moms might hear it 

I gotta keep my title locked down so niggas fear it 

Uh, I get da drop on you niggas 

I blow it, I make it hot for my niggas 

Uh, I get da drop on you niggas 

I blow it, I make it hot! 

Uh, I get da drop on you niggas 

I blow it, I make it hot!