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evil mind gangsta's - get it strait lyrics

[verse 1: big syke]
let me step into this sh+t and get the sh+t started
sockin’ up n+ggas and leavin’ b+tches brokenhearted
’cause the 12 gauge is a tool for a fool
who’s the first mothaf+cka that gets schooled?
step in line ’cause the sh+t is jumpin’ off
sh+t nah, i ain’t down to take a loss
’cause n+ggas been trippin’ since day one
but the sh+t has just begun
so get ready mothaf+cka and watch your back
’cause i’m creepin’ on yo ass for a high jack
i’m diagnosed a serial k!lla
known through inglewood as a neighborhood cap peeler
punk n+ggas, dumb ho’s they go together
and i never trust neither, no nеver
so you stupid mothaf+ckas concentrate
and gеt yo’ ass straight

[chorus: big syke, female]
get it straight
get it straight (what is he talkin’ about?)
get it straight (i don’t know what he means)
get it straight, get it straight
get it straight (who me?)
get it straight (i don’t think so)
get it straight (f+ck that, i ain’t get nothin’ straight!)
[verse 2: big syke]
i’m tired of you ho’s and that bullsh+t
get off yo’ coochie b+tch
’cause it’s about time for ya ass to be told
that the body is not to be sold
but you servin’ n+ggas p+ssy for the cash
and that’s the d+mn reason they don’t stay wit’ yo’ tramp ass
cookie hungry ho, gotta let you know
’cause you scheemin’ on my cash flow
greedy ass would live in the mall if you could
and eat monty’s every night in west wood
’cause you say syke’s more like a playa’
but b+tch i’m the number one ho’ laya
i know you really lookin’ for a n+gga with a benz
go ahead ’cause i’ma f+ck yo’ friend
yo’ mind’s f+cked up, and i can’t wait
to get you b+tches straight

[chorus: big syke]
get it straight
get it straight
get it straight
get it straight, get it straight
get it straight
get it straight
get it straight
get it straight, get it straight
[verse 3: big syke]
i was a young motherf+cka goin’ wild
and labeled as a problem child
and if i didn’t change they said i wouldn’t make it
and if there was a rule to be broke, i had to break it
you know the type of n+gga that ya mama hated
criminal orientated
runnin’ through the streets not thinkin’ bout a fall
get it up in juvenile hall
life a prisoner gettin’ shot in the head
you movin’ too fast is what my mama said
but i didn’t give a f+ck, i couldn’t change
joined me a gang and got a crazy ass nick name
now my first [?] with a nine millimetre
felt cool as f+ck packin’ me a heater
i got a long road ahead and so much hate
can i get it straight?

[chorus: big syke]
get it straight
get it straight
get it straight
get it straight, get it straight
get it straight
get it straight
get it straight
get it straight, get it straight

- evil mind gangstas lyrics

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