That Getter

Its early in the evening 8:37 PM Yeah Smelling good in here Pacific standard time Look at this yall look Drankin This whats happening [DJ Quik] No. 2 is for pencils So ima do instrumentals I write in my head I still see too much potential I’m throwin’ them parties The ones you remember In 1999 from June to November I’m walkin’ round in My sandals But I’m getting my shit handled With or without the scandal Yeah, I’m getting shit handled Im too old? No such Too funky, pretty much Thats whats up Nigga Partying in LA Nigga showin’ me love They brought me 12 drinks and I threw up in the club Are yall gonna kill me, am I gonna kill myself I go too fucking hard I need to watch my health See I need to brush my teeth and shit Lay off this leaf and shit Before I get a DUI See you high Yea im high Finicky people wanna hold me as hostage I do about face and walk right into my conscience Gold around my neck Ain’t nothing on my toes A bunch of white powder Ain't nothing up my nose I’m a geek I suppose I’m a freak I suppose I’m whatever you want me this week to be I suppose Yeah it’s getting, it’s getting, It’s getting kind of hectic Its getting kind turnt And all these hoes getting naked Im toasting my bread, yeah a toast to my bread Yeah A toast to my homies Now let’s go eat and get fed Yeah I’m feeling kinda loaded Yeah im feeling some buzz Yup im filling my red cup We bought to go bottoms up Nigga don’t understand me He’s a God damn liar Cause if he don’t comprehend me He’s probably too damn high Do you Understand Porsche? Do you understand Mercedes? Do you understand buses and parties with fine ladies? You still don’t playa? Then I guess it’s good Im like that German ride You see under my hood Not in my hood But up under my hood Be as stupid as you want to Like they taught you you should Niggas is 18 % of population in school 50 % suspensions explosions That shit ain’t cool partna School is free Life after that is not Asphalt pavement is cold Tension in jail is hot Muthafuckas In my neighborhood grew up to be nothing I went around the world stuntin’ They still there doing nothing And now its Threes Company on my planet Im kicking Chrissy out and keeping Janet Thats a brunette Moet Who’s next? Go check Hey homie if you don't mind, Go open the door for those bitches [????] Huuuu You killing it You doing it just like i showed you Remember if these people don't like you That means they see you as competition They adversarial Just keep the secrets and let them keep on talking [David Blake III] Standing on the top peak I climb to get some leverage Opposition in my cup Tossing down the beverage Put me in the boat The bottom filled with holes In the middle of the O I still make it to the Coast Cause we gonna party hard And we ain’t in no rush Got me chucking this balloon Waiting for it to bust See this like that I meant Workin’ for what I want All these trendy things That everybody always be on But see im only on me Thats why i stand out Always things thats in my way But love they way thy pan out Man this life is so crazy Nose is smelling them checks Im just making music til i know what ima do next The labels know who i am Yall ain't gotta be worried You could read that we winning nigga And thats a true story Man i came so far I just never acknowledged it I throw you my creations I just loved your astonishment Ima be me to the death of me And Ima keep 100 to the death of me I love to love did I mention that? But some times these niggas tend to make the tension bad I keep it honest, Don’t be mad at me But I don’t really like to talk Cause I don’t like to speak And when I say that I keep you aroused Im that A-1 getter Know i put it down Cause I’m that getter I’m that getter I’m that getter Yeah Cause I’m that getter I’m that getter I’m that getter Woah Cause I’m that getter I’m that getter I’m that getter Yeah Cause I’m that getter I’m that getter I’m that getter