Came Na Gedown lyrics

by

Scarface


[Smitty]
Wa'la, in comes the Smitten n*gga be cool grip
Red dots bogus in the f*ck the world type sh*t
Puffing on a blunt, pass the pill I f*cking dribble
Kicking mo' sh*t that's versatile, in my mind you might find Sybil
Click click, ya n*ggas recognize the sound
Fill 'em up from the south, n*gga we came to get down
Where do we go from here?
I don't know but here's my motherf*cking Glock to your ear
Now n*gga say "mercy"
Or I gotta terminate your posse
Cause on my block Frida, Frida and Fred got a Glock
A simple death is how a motherf*cker wish it went
Result in murder ain't no goddamn coincidence

[Rick Royal]
Hey, hey, hey, hey
What's happening, did you bring your AK?
Cause I'm 'bout to get disrespectful like Shanaayna
Where you're home alone tonight it's poltergeist
Oh you wants to shoot me in the pinky toe...that's not nice
Don't you know I'm on some ole' f*ck the world type sh*t?
Giving a n*gga the bullet to bite with, ham-burger
Goddamn murder in the water burger
Boy you so crazy, it leaves my brain and lazy
I promise, I'm better than Nostradamus, fix some sense with that
Errreerr!
Lose my thought I'm having me a p*ss attack
Ooh Ricardo heard I came to get down like Donkey Kong for ya
Thanks for letting me rock [?] to go play honkey ball
[Cozy-K]
Oh sh*t here I come with the [?] can you get
I don't think so they didn't pick that n*gga Coz in the mix
Ready to rip up shop
Continue to rhyme non stop
Put your game to my n*ggas that's pumping that sh*t on the block
Rolling with some Real Mccoy gangstas on this phat track
Again kicking that gangsta sh*t to put these n*ggas on they back
They wondered if I could kick it, motherf*ckers I'ma kick this
Like Odd Squad, it's been A Long Time Comin b*tch
Dropping a verse and getting them up from the get-go
f*cking 'em up and ripping a patch out your as*h*le
So I'ma send the f*cking shot to make you buckle up
And if you want some motherf*cker won't you knuckle up?
It's the C.O.Z.Y.K. in the nine trey
Ninety fo', ninety fever in ya f*cking face
A young n*ggas coming straight from the Oak Town
Joe hooked me up, I came to Texas straight to get down

[Ed Jack]
I got it made in the shade with the Odd Squad
Charged a crazy motherf*cker cause my di*k's hard
Making it hard, making it easy cause it difficult
Will I die tomorrow from busting caps I don't know
You had enough I get 'em up cause it's like that
You can't hang with the big balling Ed Jack n*gga
Don't pull the trigger, how the f*ck you figure?
f*ck around and be the deadest motherf*cker in the cemetery
If you know like I know, you won't make a sound n*gga
Cause I came to get down
[Hook] {x2}
I came to get down yo
I came to get down yo
Jump up and get your leg broke
[?] ho

[Lez Moni]
I came to get down to show the Moni don't f*ck around
When it comes, when it comes to the underground
Show styles, show style cause I have ta
And if ya step to me b*tch I'ma smack ya
Get down to the hits that's made by the Odd Squad
Blind Rob gon' make ya nod
It's a clique, it's a clique that we got here
Running sh*t down south for the ninety four year
My dear, the Gulf Coast in there
Going deeper than deep so you better grab your swimwear
And all your business take care
Uh
Lez Moni is outta here

[Scarface]
Mr. Scarface and I gets raw in fact
The rawest motherf*cker you ever saw and that's
The Odd Squad, n*gga The Odd Squad, n*gga The Odd Squad n*gga
So suck a n*gga's di*k and make it bigger
I'm known to grab the mic and show a n*gga how to handle it
In other words I rips up enough for damages
But I got some little n*ggas in my hooptie
My n*gga Kilo and 2-Low, do what you do G
[Kilo]
So slap that ass back before you get a gold slug in your motherf*cker mug
Little Kilo is giving bigger n*ggas love
And matter of fact I pack a deuce deuce
To all you punk motherf*ckers that'll [?] like they had juice

[2-Low]
So rat a tat tat with my motherf*cking gat
Cause we just some young n*ggas trying to make our pockets phat
A young buck stepped up and got his motherf*cking dome peeled
Shorty came real with the motherf*cking hand skills

[Kilo]
Because your hands don't come up on the up

[2-Low]
And I'm a juvenile so I don't give a f*ck
I'll pull the trigger baby

[Kilo]
Pull the trigger baby

[Lord 3-2]
Pull the trigger baby

[Kilo & 2-Low]
And have your motherf*cking ass pushing daisy's

[Kilo]
And leave your ass for the underground

[2-Low]
Cause we some young motherf*ckers

[Kilo]
Motherf*cker

[Kilo & 2-Low]
And we came to get down

[6-4]
They call a n*gga violent
But when I'm silent I get p*ssed
They tried to hold a black back cause I throw up my black fist
Just call me "assassin" while I'm blasting on yo' b*tch ass
I'm that sicka n*gga, I can dig a ditch fast
And I can lay you six feet deep like the undertaker
Make a sick n*gga wanna break a
Motherf*cking neck
What did you expect from the lunatic?
Soon it gets deeper than deep
The buck boom will kick fast
Blast blast motherf*ckers never stop
Dropping cops till we the last motherf*ckers
In the clique, awe sh*t, what a sight
No motherf*cking flashing lights
f*cking with the ounces, mo' bounces
I got 64
Suckas wanna feel the real but they don't hear me though
Don't die
Why must I act a f*cking clown?
Ten deep in the game and I came to get down

[Hook]

[Blind Rob]
I put my left foot in, my left foot out
Now I doing the hokey pokey with this thang in your mouth
My n*ggas known to be prone to scrape the plaque off your teeth
I know you used to have baloney but have you ever tried beef?
And it's the handicap assassin
And I be blasting
And if you don't know you better ask kid
I'm the one who gets down for mine
AKA The f*cking Man and I'll di*k you all the time
And you can put that on your granny's panty
Handing out knuckle sandwiches and keeping plenty rubbers handy
My style is simple and plain mayne
None of that skiddily diddily day ah
Or jumping around and playing
Cause I gets blitzed off that Schlitz b*tch but peep this
But I still kicks that ill tip, pardon me while I take this quick p*ss
Oooh
It's the Quest and I don't want you hoes to jump around
But it's the O double D, b*tch
And we came to get down

[The Unrappable]
I came to get down (huh?)
I came to get down (what?)
{starts rapping in a truly unrappable way}
Saying, saying, what the f*ck am I saying?
{again, stays true to his stage name}
I came to get down!

[Mr. 3-2]
It's the three to the two
Watch a n*gga grab the motherf*cking 12 gauge and blast you
Motherf*ckers must don't know about the H.C
And these motherf*cking hoes keep player hating me
And I just wanna trip
With my motherf*cking goddamn clique

{Mr. 3-2 talking}
sh*t, I'm freestyling, check it out, check it out. Yo, stop the motherf*cking beat motherf*cker. Check it out big baby

[Mr. 3-2]
It's the motherf*cking big, baby
And I know you n*ggas can't fade me
So what you know, huh? n*ggas wanna trip
So I'm aboutst to get into some of that new improved gangsta sh*t
Ooh we
I love the way it sound
Had to slam it [?]
[?]
Gimmie a swisher

I came to get down
I came to get down
I came to get down
I came to get down
So Rob let me get down

[Hook]
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