We Got By (Live 1993 Version)

We Got By (Live 1993 Version) Lyrics

Song We Got By (Live 1993 Version)
Artist Al Jarreau
Album Tenderness
Download Image LRC TXT
[00:09.56] DTP we got them guns that go...
[00:10.41] I-20
[00:12.62] Yea I'm all about that pistol playa, cold blooded killa
[00:15.14] Niggaz recognize my name, I dub the young dealer
[00:15.70] You better tell ya man that with the gages I'm nice
[00:21.75] Ill shoot up yall white shirts until yall look like dikes
[00:25.02] But I'm through with all the talking time to show all you niggaz
[00:27.68] I 2-0, I'm like J-Lo...going through niggaz
[00:31.70] DTP we aint plying if you try to get our pen
[00:35.54] A.K's get ta spraying like...
[00:38.45] Bottom line that mean I'm bout it, any nigga want it, doubt it
[00:41.17] Bust you in the broad day, on the street that's fully crowded
[00:43.54] Find our hole and fagots there, just for thinking its rap
[00:47.21] And tell that pretty bitch thug we got some pretty big gats
[00:50.74] Chaka say I'm shot out, and I tend to agree
[00:53.61] So you should what you saying if it's intended for me
[00:57.74] So be careful what you starting, let my fingers do the walking
[00:59.10] And that oozy get to talking like...
[01:00.10] Tity Boi
[01:05.34] Hammers, jam 'em, snatch 'em, grab 'em
[01:05.62] Can the an and **** 'em, damn 'em
[01:06.21] Press him, man him, scared him, teared him, kneed him up
[01:09.41] Bake him, take him, beat him up, I hate I hate, I eat him up
[01:13.24] A-B-C-E-F shawty is you a G or what
[01:16.47] Now it's just me and my nuts, that's all I got in this world
[01:19.76] I'm pulling pistols out my stomach and throwing them bitches up like earl
[01:22.90] Serving the club, head shot, scattered, covered, run, scram 'em
[01:26.87] I'm 38, hot with a pearl handle...
[01:29.74] And I'm throwing text like a NBA ref
[01:32.81] I got, all gold guns like they came from I-RAQ
[01:36.13] Artillery, could it be I got all kinds of these pistols
[01:40.29] I point my gun at ya homeboy make ya own folks hit ya
[01:42.11] And aint taking no more pictures, if you snap ima click
[01:45.82] Anyway, plus I got bullets in the clip the size of Lil Fate
[01:49.18] And I'm webbing choppers like heli-copters
[01:51.63] You gon' need hella doctors, when the glok go...
[01:56.14] Say on the set bitch, better watch your lip that text be quick
[01:58.81] 20 over thurr, Tity over thurr, Luda over thurr, aint no exit trick
[02:02.47] Us you don't mess with, we got them guns like action flicks
[02:06.07] Reload with the next clip, I'm the ro nigga to flex with bitch
[02:08.27] Come on and test this, my gun I'm having sex with shit
[02:10.65] Put a bullet in (in) shoot it out, got them long horns like Texas bitch
[02:14.94] Look at my necklace, maybe hit a ngga disrespect this click
[02:18.43] My pistol grip sound like this...now what
[02:21.62] Who want that they ****ed, when I cock and load the cake, bust bust
[02:24.40] Yall cowards play tough, and my peeps we come to spray stuff up
[02:27.74] Yall lives made up, like ugly hoes with make-up bra
[02:31.81] We'll suit you up then toss yo ass in the lake tough nut
[02:35.71] I'm wrist rocky, like Sylvester Stallone
[02:37.32] So thurr for you should invest, in a vest for ya dome
[02:40.66] Cause I know you marks planning on getting me when I'm landing
[02:43.58] ast the nick, but my cannon go...
[02:47.70] ck a medic, we gon' call yo ass a taxi cab
[02:51.21] Bleedin so hard you'll need a life size maxi pad
[02:54.11] So flip the script and tell your woman its your time on the month
[02:56.59] A.K. 47 for the niggaz who's really looking for heaven and a 9 for you chumps
[03:00.12] Got killaz in my squad and I'm the nicest one in my group
[03:02.17] But I got bananas for you niggaz and I aint talking bout fruit
[03:06.09] Ill pay your CAB BACK with the BLACK MACK
[03:09.28] Till your BACK CRACK, got the GAT BACK like...CLAK CLAK CLAK
[03:13.39] Swallow a hallow make 'em digest with a 50 caliber
[03:15.11] Yo futures not looking so good, tomorrows not on your calendar
[03:19.55] I, do away with the amateurs, they breathing too long
[03:21.90] Ill leave 'em coughing like the sound effects you hear in this song
[03:24.71] My Shotguns are cold and hard, but my Desert is easy
[03:29.22] And my triggers are always talking about some squeeze me, squeeze me
[03:32.87] And for these fakers talking greezy, I'm starting the show
[03:35.07] My Oozy got a drum roll, it goes...
[03:39.75]
We Got By (Live 1993 Version) Lyrics
YouTube Results (More on YouTube)