Ludacris - Get Back (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Ludacris - Get Back (en) Lyrics
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Heads up, heads up
Here's another one
And a, and another one
Why you all in my ear?
Talkin' a whole bunch of shit
that I ain't tryin' to hear
Get back motherfucker you
don't know me like that
(Get back motherfucker you
don't know me like that)
I ain't playin' around
Make one false move I'll take ya down
S-s-so c'mon c'mon
Don't get swung on, swung on
It's the knick knack paddywhack,
still ridin' Cadillacs
Family off the street made my
homies put the baggies back
Still stackin' plaques
Still action packed
And dough, I keep it flippin'
like acrobats
That's why I pack a mac,
that'll crack 'em back
'Cause on my waist there's more
heat than the Shaq attack
But I ain't speakin' about
ballin', ballin'
Just thinkin' about brawlin'
till y'all start bawlin'
We all in together now,
birds of a feather now
Just bought a plane so we
changin' the weather now
So put your brakes on, caps
put your capes on
Or knock off your block get dropped
and have your face flown
'Cause I'll prove it, scratch
off the music
Like hey little stupid,
don't make me lose it
I came
I saw
I hit 'em right dead in the jaw
(In the jaw)
See I caught 'em wit a right
hook, caught 'em wit a jab
Caught 'em wit an uppercut,
kicked 'em in his ass
Sent him on his way 'cause
I ain't for that talk
Ain't no trips to the county,
I ain't for that walk
We split like two pins
at the end of a lane
We'll knock out your spotlight
and put an end to your fame
Put a DTP pendant at
the end of yo chain
Then put the booty of a Swisha
at the end of a flame
Hey! You want what wit me?
I'm a tell you one time,
don't fuck wit me!
(Get down)
'Cause I ain't got nothin' to lose
I'm havin' a bad day, don't
make me take it out on you
You want what wit me?
I'm a tell you one time,
don't fuck wit me
And I'm havin' a bad day, don't
make me take it out on you
Man, 'cause I don't wanna do that
I want to have a good time
and enjoy my Jack
Sit back and watch the women
get drunk as Hell
So I can wake up in the mornin'
wit a story to tell
I know it's been a li'l while
since I been out the house
But now I'm here you wanna stand
around runnin' your mouth
I can't hear nothin' you sayin'
or spittin', so what's up
Don't you see we in the club,
man shut the fuck up
We in the Red Light District
The Red Light District
We in The Red Light District
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